Tristan's heart was like a fire burning. He slid down the window of the car, and the moist and salty sea wind blew in, cutting his face like a blade and also bringing him calmness.

He thought of a place.

It had the most beautiful scenery and the steepest cliff. Quite a few tourists fell down from there by accident. Based on his knowledge of Jessie's character, she might choose that place in extreme emotion.

The wind was increasing its speed, and huge snowflakes fell from ...