Olivia didn't sleep for almost the entire night. She was constantly worried.

She feared that Logan would break in, but she was also worried about him.

While the whole ship was partying, Olivia was the only one keeping watch over this pure space.

She sat on the floor, hugging her knees as she gazed helplessly at the cold moon outside the window. Now, she only had the moon as company.

Olivia's heart was in a mess. When she recalled everything that had happened in her life, she found it absurd and pathetic.

What crimes had she committed for her to be separated from her child? Why was she forced to live in the shadows, unable to see the light of day?

She even wondered what she could do if the door was opened.

Of course, she couldn't do anything at all.

Her strength was a far cry from Logan's. If he truly forced himself on her, she could only endure it passively.

For her child's sake, she couldn't kill herself either. She could only remember this humiliating night in the depths of