Now, however, she sensed Dylan was keeping something from her.

Meanwhile, Dylan saw a change in Olivia too. She was no longer the fragile girl he once knew. She had taken the reins of the company and steered it competently. In short, Olivia had matured. She was independent and strong.

After what felt like an eternity, Dylan leaned in, possibly for a kiss.

But suddenly, he paused, opting instead to pat the dog beside him and introduce, "Meet Gina! Say hi to Olivia, Gina."

Much to Olivia's amazement, Gina extended her paw towards her.

Olivia gently grasped the paw and turned to Dylan. "She's adorable! Can I be her mom?"

Dylan remained silent, his thoughts unreadable.

Noticing the odd tension between them, Olivia stroked Gina's fur softly and then wrapped one arm around Dylan, resting her cheek against his stomach.

The closeness of their contact was palpable.

Dylan, ever thoughtful, knew he had been somewhat distant with Olivia.

To bridge the gap, he lightly touched her ear.

Her initial shock at his touch quickly turned into a tight embrace.

She clung to Dylan in silence, the moment a poignant reminder of their prolonged separation. Olivia felt a surge of joy at their reunion.

They breathed in unison, close enough to feel each other's warmth.

Wrapped in Dylan's embrace, Olivia shivered and whispered, “Is this really happening, Dylan?"

They lingered there, not rushing, sprawled on the couch and reconnecting.

After his leap into the sea, Dylan had sustained serious injuries and lost his memory temporarily due to the concussion. It was only after regaining his memories that he learned his parents had buried an empty coffin, thinking him gone.

Indeed, Dylan had visited the cemetery.

The portrait on his tombstone, snapped when he was thirty, had always been Olivia's favorite.

He could imagine how devastated Olivia felt as she selected the photographs.

At that time, she was on the verge of giving birth.

It probably broke her heart!

Cuddled in Dylan's arms, Olivia caressed him tenderly, seeking reassurance from his presence.

As evening fell, the room dimmed, yet neither felt inclined to stir.