From the moment he appeared, he exuded the aura of a villain. He possessed the imposing presence of a great antagonist; he clearly wasn't a good person.
A terrifying pressure made one's legs feel weak. But in an instant, he retracted his aura, for his gaze had locked onto Celeste Grant.
"I have found you."
A deep voice slowly echoed, falling gently into Celeste Grant's ears.
Hearing that voice and seeing the figure that had appeared in the sky, Celeste Grant froze where she stood.
It was him.
He was here!
"Javier Sinclair."
Celeste Grant called his name.
Her voice was choked with emotion.
More than half a year had passed since they had last parted.
At that moment, the image of Javier Sinclair's body disintegrating, his figure vanishing before her very eyes, flashed through Celeste Grant's mind.
Her eyes stung, but that was overshadowed by the joy of seeing him.
Feeling a warmth on her cheeks, she reached up to touch them.
She was surprised to find that she was crying.
