Fit For Your Love

Olivia felt pain, very painful.

She was falling and rolling and bumping into many rocks. She felt she was crushed.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Her skin was in pain, her bones were in pain, and her whole body was in pain.

She was dizzy and her mind went blank.

Suddenly, 'bang'!

She bumped into something and was bounced off hard.

In an instant, the hand holding her subconsciously loosened and Olivia slid down.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Olivia was falling, but her hand was held by another hand.

The big hand gripped her wrist tightly with veins bulging.

He grabbed her very very hard.

Olivia looked at the hand, and her blank mind began to return to its original state little by little.

Olivia looked up and opened her lips. "Bray... Brayden..."

Her words suddenly stopped.

She saw sharp features, deep brows and eyes, and cold pursed lips.

Everett.

Olivia's heart skipped a beat, her pupils shrunk, and she stiffened.

In such a place, in such a situation, no one could save her like this except Brayden.

But it wasn't Brayden.

It was Everett.

Everett...

Olivia's heart suddenly beat violently, as if she had seen something terrible. She could not believe what she had seen.

Everett held a tree with one hand and Olivia with the other. All the veins in his hands were bulging ferociously as if they were going to explode at any moment.

He was trying to pull Olivia up with more and more strength.

He would pull her up even if he could only use his hand.

However...

"Let me go."

He heard a deep voice with a trembling but firm tone.

Everett heard Olivia's voice.

He tightened his grip and stared at Olivia.

She no longer looked at him. She lowered her eyes and looked at the plants in front of her. Her eyes were hidden by his thick eyelashes.

"You don't have to save me."

'Since you've abandoned me, don't grab me anymore.' She thought.

Her heart had died, and it would not thump for him again.

Olivia's tone was extremely calm. There was no fear, no panic, and no fear in her voice.

Olivia thought that if Everett wasn't here now, she would be afraid.

However, her hatred for him made her forget her fear.

"I don't owe you anything, and you shouldn't let me owe you."

Olivia said as struggled to slide down.

Suicide required courage. And Olivia was actually committing suicide now.

However, she was more willing to commit suicide than being saved by the person she hated and the devil in her heart.

Because if she could survive, she would feel even worse.

Everett looked at Olivia. Her face was very pale, but her eyes were very calm.

Everyone should be afraid under such a situation, but she was unusually calm.

No, not calm.

Her hands were shaking and she was in fear.

She didn't want to see him.

Everett held Olivia's wrist as if her life was in his grip, and his eyes were extremely dark at that moment.

"You want to die?"

His voice was deep, as if it was the voice of hell, very chilly.

Olivia pursed her lips and struggled harder.

She was like a person who wanted to break free from the shackles, constantly struggling.

As Olivia moved, Everett's grip became tighter.

The hand that was holding on to the tree turned into a half-grip, and his slender fingers turned pale and were even bleeding...