LOGINThen, at that very moment, everything changed. A waiter suddenly pulled out a knife and lunged straight at Lucian.“Lucian, get out of the way!”Two voices cried out at once. Before Lucian could react, a powerful force shoved him aside.When he looked up, Bianca was already standing between him and
A faint smile appeared on Lucian’s face.On a night near the end of his time studying abroad, he asked himself the very same question.Had he agreed to be with Layla simply because she treated him well?Yes and no. Her kindness had only been the most basic requirement. What truly moved him was somet
It took her a long while to force herself to breathe deeply, once, then again and again. Yet the tighter her grip became on the photograph of Lucian in her hand, the more her fingers trembled.The day Bianca decided to leave South City was bright and clear. She packed her things with little fuss.Fo
Bianca moved her lips, but not a single word came out.She had none of those things.For the past year, all she could do was sit alone in the dead of night, holding the things Lucian once gave her and letting herself remember.She vaguely remembered how, after graduating from high school, he refused
Bianca did not refuse. As the car ventured farther and farther into the outskirts, the tension in her mind tightened with every mile.When they finally arrived at that run‑down mountain village, Bianca could not bring herself to get out of the car.Her lips were pressed into a thin line, her face fr
When Bianca heard that Lucian had returned to the country, the dull lifelessness in her eyes suddenly gave way to a flicker of hope.She was dressed in a sharp business suit, an icy air surrounding her. Yet the moment she saw Lucian, she immediately softened her presence.“Lucian, it’s been awhile.”







