Dylan's voice deepened, resonating with conviction. "Olivia, you know exactly what I mean. You're just afraid to face it."

He paused there, and then tenderly kissed her on the tip of her nose.

The night enveloped them, the car's interior offering a dim, comforting warmth. Eventually, Dylan drove in and parked the car at her driveway. As Olivia stepped out, he draped his coat over her shoulders, fastening it securely. "Don't catch a cold," he cautioned gently.

Overwhelmed by his kindness, Olivia found herself speechless.

“Our relationship hasn't changed at all, Dylan!" she asserted.