Olivia's eyes slowly came into focus. She saw a white shirt.

She looked up and saw Ethan's strong jawline.

The hope was gone from her eyes. She remembered that Jeff was still unconscious in the hospital.

There was no way he could've been here.

"Why did your nose bleed?"

Olivia couldn't believe that was Ethan's first question.

She could smell the scent of an unfamiliar shower gel on him.

She recalled the fact that he slept in the same bed as Marina last night. She quickly moved away from his embrace.

"I hit my nose. My mother accidentally hit the wound when she slapped me," Olivia said calmly.

Ethan stared at her face. He wanted to find hints of her lying.

Olivia looked at him adamantly and said, "What? You don't believe me?

"Weren't you the one that said I was in good health and that nothing could be wrong with me?"

"That's true," Ethan agreed. It wasn't clear if he was trying to convince himself or Olivia.

He didn't notice the fleeting smirk that crossed Oliv