Olivia touched the cup of lemonade with her fingers.

The lemonade was cold, so there were water droplets on the cup. It felt cold to the touch.

She didn't answer the question. Instead, she asked, "What about you? You don't look that young. You must have someone you love, right?"

Logan smiled brightly and didn't try to keep it a secret.

"Yeah. I met a woman a long time ago. I was very poor, and I was injured. But she didn't care about all that and saved me. It was love at first sight for me."

"What happened next?"

Other people's stories were always nice. They wouldn't make Olivia feel sad.

"Nothing. She was a good woman. Someone like me, who would do anything for money, wasn't worthy of her.

"She was like the moon, forever out of reach. I'm happy to keep her in my memories."

"You never told her how you felt?"

Logan looked up to the moon that was almost completely hidden behind clouds. Olivia couldn't see his face.

Logan paused for a few seconds before replying, "I didn't