Racheal felt like her heart was about to burst.

This was too much.

The secrets, plotting, scheming. She just wanted peace.

She wanted to go back to the resort when everything was great and easy. Or her house at the hilltop, or back to the time she was a little five years old girl.

She was happy, and at peace.

She soon felt Steffan lowering himself beside her on the floor, and wraping her in his arms.

She struggled against him, pushing him away. She could not stop sobbing. But he held ...