Carlow leaned in to gently kiss her forehead, his eyes brimming with adoration.

“I'm here, my dear," he whispered softly.

From that moment on, he vowed never to leave her side again.

Hyatt observed the scene with a cynical inner monologue.

No gratitude for him? If it hadn't been for that sudden stop, would Barlow have had the opportunity to hold Karina so closely? Talk about being force-witnessed a saccharine dose of romance!