Having been unwell for two months, she hadn't indulged in coffee for some time.

Stepping out of the coffee shop, Olivia noticed someone gazing at her intently.

It was Dylan, standing there in a formal suit-a white shirt paired with dark gray pants, showcasing his tall, slender frame.

She couldn't discern how long he'd been there.

In a similar manner, Olivia also looked at him, their minds inevitably drifting back to what happened the other night in the backyard of Edwin's villa.