The next few days, Xenon and Miya hardly saw or spoke to each other. Xenon had arranged a few more bodyguards to keep Miya safe. He felt that he needed some time for himself. The moon was up in the clear sky. Standing at the balcony, looking at the moonlit garden, with a cigarette in his hand, Xenon recalled the last few months spent with Miya, from the first time he saw her drugged and vulnerable outside the lift at Turn On Bar to the time when she risked her life to save him and the other day when she tried to take Chris' punch for him. There was a voice telling him that he had grown attached to and even fallen in love with her. He had to admit to himself that he missed her though he was the one that decided to have a break. As he pictured her face in his head, he suddenly thought of the little girl that saved him on the icy winter day again. Why do I always relate her to the little girl? Sol is the girl that saved me, not Miya. He thought to himself, then an idea occurred to him