(God's POV)

The whirring of the helicopter blades gradually slowed, the wind generated by the massive rotors whipping through Olivia’s long hair.

Alexander Stone jumped down from the cabin first. Ignoring the old injury in his leg, he gentlemanly extended a hand, carefully helping Olivia step onto the solid ground.

This was a cliff on the edge of the Southern Territory. It was also the place where their first misunderstanding had occurred five years ago—where Olivia had ...