The driver opened the car door, and the first thing that emerged was a long, slender leg clad in a polished black leather shoe, stepping firmly onto the ground.
All eyes turned toward the figure.
A tall man stepped out of the car, his height exceeding 188 cm. His short hair was neat and sharp, and his face was flawless, strikingly handsome. His cold, commanding gaze swept over the crowd before finally settling on a small face hidden behind large sunglasses. With a steady hand, he adjusted his tie and began walking toward her.
Behind him trailed several military personnel.
The crowd fell into a stunned silence.
Lily Anderson thought she must be seeing things. She reached up to remove her sunglasses and stared dumbfounded at the towering figure.
Across the distance, their eyes locked. Tears streamed down Lily's face.
It was Ethan Blackwood.
He was awake.
Her sunglasses fell to the ground with a muffled thud.
