Below us, the black abyss stretched out as we stood at the brink of the cliff. The depth was overwhelming, yet there was no time for indecision or dread. The sound of Neil's men's footsteps crunching through the undergrowth was becoming louder by the moment as they approached. As they drew nearer, certain they had us cornered, I could hear their cool, collected voices.
Ethan took a firm hold of my hand. Although he had a serious expression on his face, there was a glimmer of something more in his eyes: a resolve, a fire that appeared to burn only for me. "I won't allow anyone to harm you, Olivia," he replied in a steady, quiet voice.
In the chilly night air, I felt a sudden warmth as I looked into his eyes. When I'm with you, Ethan, I don't feel scared. We will overcome this. I am aware of that.
