The moment the pin popped up, Scarlett bolted straight up from her seat.
Damian rose with her, asking quickly, "Got something?"
Scarlett replied, "Yeah, Nolan sent a location. I'm headin' over right now."
Damian said, "I'm comin' with you."
At the front desk, Scarlett pulled out her phone to pay; knowing she was rushing, Damian didn't fight her on the tab.
There were plenty of chances to buy her dinner later.
Following the map, Scarlett spotted a familiar silhouette standing near the river steps from afar—it was indeed Nolan.
Hearing the car horn, Nolan turned around to look.
Scarlett hopped out of the car, running up to him out of breath, her face packed with concern.
Nolan looked down at her, offering a gentle smile.
His face was pale, his frame noticeably thinner.
Gone was the spark that used to light up his eyes.
Instead, a shadowed stillness filled his gaze, stripped of any genuine warmth.
The forced smile on his lips only made him look more fragile.
Heartbroken, Scarlett looked at him and said softly, "You're hurtin', Nolan."
It wasn't a question, but a quiet statement.
Hearing her, Nolan just smiled faintly, "Not really."
Scarlett kept her eyes on him, "Faced with life and death, who can actually stay calm? Nobody can just brush it off."
Nolan let out a soft chuckle, "Maybe."
Snow blanked the banks, yet the water remained clear, shimmering under the glow of streetlights.
Watching the rippling water, Scarlett let out a long sigh, "Nolan, what are you plannin' to do?"
Looking out at the river, Nolan's voice sounded as still as the water, "I wanna end this early."
Shocked, Scarlett turned to him, raising her voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Nolan pulled his eyes back, looking straight at her, admitting calmly, "I mean it."
Tears spilled over Scarlett's cheeks, her voice raspy, "Is there really nothin' keeping you here?"



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