ra''s palms were slick with sweat from nerves. She feld like she might not make


    it to see the sunrise tomorrow. Every second felt like an eternity, dragging on painfully until a voice broke through the silence from outside.


    "ra! ra, are you okay?"


    It was Simon. ra had never found Simon''s voice more reassuring. She and Dn hadn''t spoken or made a sound for the past twenty minutes, and the silence had be overwhelmingly awkward.


    "I''m fine. When can we get out?" ra quickly replied, eager for some relief.


    Simon had been trying to catch up with ra and Dn. He never expected the elevator they''d taken to break down. He was really starting to believe ra might have amnesia, because why else would she be willingly near Dn? ra had always avoided Dn like the gue.


    Two years back, it was Simon who had talked ra into approaching Dn, which had led to Dn''s leg injury.


    Simon was now frantic, shouting into the elevator. "Uncle Dn, ra had a car ident and doesn''t remember much. Please cut her some ck—she''s always been a bit impulsive."


    ra had been relieved to hear Simon initially, but now she wished he''d just zip it. Yet, Simon kept going. "Uncle Dn, if ra''s done anything to upset you, please let it slide for my sake."


    ra felt mortified. She had indeed crossed a line with Dn. No one else in the entire city would dare to sit on Dn''sp and kiss him. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.


    Simon knocked on the elevator door again. "ra, you hear me? Don''t do anything reckless in front of my uncle."


    Taking a deep breath, ra''s earlier excitement vanished. "Just shut up!"


    Her curt tone only ramped up Simon''s anxiety, and he turned to yell at the rescue workers. "Hurry up! What are you all standing around for?"


    The atmosphere in the elevator was bizarre, but ra didn''t have the nerve to speak to Dn. Dn''s fingers drummed lightly on his wheelchair''s armrest, each tap echoing in ra''s mind like a countdown.


    Finally, the elevator doors were pried open, revealing the manager of Moonlight, who was nervously dabbing his forehead upon seeing Dn. "Mr. Dn, we''re truly sorry."


    Dn remained silent, his gaze shifting to ra. She was supposed to escort Dn home, so she couldn''t just bolt. Hesitantly, she moved behind his wheelchair and gave it a gentle push. When he didn''t object, she sighed in relief.


    As they stepped out, Simon rushed over, giving ra a once-over to ensure she was unharmed. "You used to avoid Uncle Dn like anything, but today you''re sharing an elevator. ra, did you really lose your memory?"


    ra felt Simon was really hitting all the wrong notes. She quickly pushed him away. "No, Simon. Quinn''s pregnant now, so just focus on taking care of her."


    Simon was left wondering, trying to read ra''s eyes. If she knew about Quinn''s pregnancy, why wasn''t she even a bit jealous? If she still had feelings for him, she''d be in tears by now.


    Though ra''s words were cold, her hands trembled as she pushed Dn''s wheelchair. Memories of her time with Simon flooded back. They''d grown up together and were like childhood sweethearts. After so many years together, it was natural to have some attachment.


    As she continued pushing Dn''s wheelchair, the Moonlight manager hurried over, visibly shaken. "Ms. ra, let me handle this, please."


    ra figured Dn probably didn''t want to see her right now, considering the elevator awkwardness. She stepped aside, instructing the manager. "Aiden''s not here tonight. Make sure Mr. Dn gets home safe."


    The manager wiped his brow. "Of course."


    ra stayed put, so Simon assumed she had more to say. He quickly stepped forward to exin. "Quinn''s pregnancy was an ident."


    ra found his excuseughable. "Did she force you? Simon, can''t you at least own up to it? It''s your kid."


    Simon felt a wave of shame but couldn''t let her go. "Aren''t you even a bit upset?"


    They were so close that from Dn''s perspective, it looked like they were hugging. Retracting his gaze, Dn waited for the manager to wheel him out, then gave a slight wave. "Get back to work."


    The manager usually avoided talking to Dn. He felt like he had a mountain on his back today. Each step was drenched in cold sweat. Hearing Dn, he felt a rush of relief. "Of course, Mr. Dn, take care."


    He kept bowing as he retreated, only straightening up once back in the lobby.


    Dn''s wheelchair stopped beside a sleek ck car, its door swinging open as Richard stepped out.


    Richard was always a bit shy. His shirt was never buttoned past the chest, but around Dn, he was all caution. He set the car''s ramp down, guiding the wheelchair up, then cast a nce back into the lobby.


    From his angle, he could see ra and Simon together. With a derisive snort, he said nothing, simply climbed into the car, and mmed the door shut with a resounding thud.