It was probably because of the gentle sea breeze or the warm sunset.

Or perhaps it was because Olivia was a lonely person who had been staying in the snow fields for too long.

If anyone treated her just a little nicely, she would lower her guard.

She wasn't sure why, but she followed Ethan onto the island.

Snowball was being nice. When it saw her leaving, it went after her as well.

The island was beautiful. It wasn't big, but it was well-equipped.

There were many flowers on the island. Different flowers would bloom here all year round.

For example, the path she was walking on right now was flanked by blooming cherry trees.

Without the intervention of janitors, the flowers were free to grow and fall. The path was already covered in petals.

As a light breeze picked up, the petals swirled and danced in the air.

Snowball seemed to be fond of this place. It kept rolling around in the petals.

The beautiful sea was right beside them. The seawater was clear and spotless. Even the