Keith had no idea what she had gone through the past few days. She used to have an inspirationally strong will to live. But now, her eyes had a dark intensity to them, something he had never seen.

They were pools of still water, devoid of ripples.

“Was it him? Did he do this to you?”

Olivia shook her head. “No.”

“But he has something to do with it, right? The Olivia I know wouldn’t make this decision.”

Hurt flashed across Keith’s face. He looked at the snow drifting on the wind outside the window and sighed. “Maybe he did love you once, during that one winter. But this winter, he’s chosen someone else. You should let him go, Liv.”

It was obvious that she had been blinded by love and lost herself. She was oblivious to the history the both of them had and was refusing to give up.

Olivia knew that Ethan’s love for her was in the past. Even if he let go of his hatred toward her, Leia’s death would be a constant needle buried in his heart. It would leave him in agony for the rest of