The next few days, Scott and Brianna hardly saw or spoke to each other. Scott had arranged a few more bodyguards to keep Brianna safe. He felt that he needed some time for himself.

The moon was up in the clear sky. Standing at the balcony, looking at the moonlit garden, with a cigarette in his hand, Scott recalled the last few months spent with Brianna, from the first time he saw her drugged and vulnerable outside the lift at Turn On Bar to the time when she risked her life to save him ...