Alexa still couldn't get over the ring on her left hand—a beautiful ring given to her by a cold man named Oliver.

Flashback.

Alexa woke up and rubbed her eyes. She didn't know what time it was, but she couldn't find Oliver beside her.

Alexa turned on the nightstand lamp to give light to the dark room before descending the stairs to search for Oliver's whereabouts.

"Honey," Alexa confirmed that the person standing in front of the refrigerator was Oliver.

"If you need anything, let me make it for you." Alexa was still gathering her thoughts as her body felt very tired.

"Did I wake you up, hem?" Oliver leaned...