Since she returned to the country, Curtis Prescott has had a girlfriend.
The two have long drifted apart, and their WeChat conversations have dwindled to mere holiday greetings.
She has also been deliberately keeping her distance, not wanting to disrupt his life.
But lately, he has been seeking her out much more frequently.
The frequency is unusually high, as if trying to make up for the blank space of the past few years all at once.
Is it because of Lucia?
"No need, I'm heading home soon."
Curtis smiled and said, "Okay, what's your home password? I'll go in and wait for you."
Just as Vivian Sinclair was about to speak, Tristan Sterling suddenly stepped forward and pinched her cheek.
His movements were crisp and swift, with firm pressure from his fingertip, forcing her to lift her head and meet his gaze.
His eyes were fixed, without any evasion, conveying one message: Don't think of escaping!
