The night wind gently caressed Roxy's hair. Even though the gusts of wind weren't violent, they could still make one's body shiver with cold.
Thanks to Declan's towering build hugging, Roxy didn't have to worry about the wind attack tonight. Instead, she leaned her petite body in front of a broad, solid chest.
"Declan, how did you know that?"
"It's been a long time. But I still don't dare to meet you. Firstly, I'm worried that they'll track you down once I meet you, and secondly… I still don't have the strength to protect you from him."
"And now?"
"I have it. I will protect you and not let anyone, including my father, separate us."
