Nina savored the warm, familiar embrace, laced with the strong scent of tobacco.

Now she loved this smell.

She took power from John, and felt shrouded from warmth. He shone like a beacon when everything around her was dark.

As long as she was with John, she would be willing to drop all her defenses and let him hold and protect her.

But that didn't mean she was okay. She started crying, overwhelmed by grief. Tears spilled down her cheeks. And then she cried even harder.

She cried so hard that her shoulders trembled and she was gasping for breath. John wasn't sure what to do.

He had no idea how to comfort her. He could only pick her up and hang her on his body like a koala.

Nina's hands were unable to reach his neck. She could only rely on John to support her body. She leaned her head close to his neck and sobbed for a long time before she finally recovered.

Nina felt hurt. At first, John locked her up. When she escaped, she hid in a trash bin. Then, Albert locked

er arms. The blood on them had dried up, which meant those marks had been there a while. Judging by how she was acting, the snake wasn't poisonous.

Even so, there was still cruelty in John's eyes. After he got out, he was going after Albert.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Kristina's dead." Nina lowered her eyes and felt sad. "She died in her own home the night she saw you. You didn't go home that night. The next day Tom called me, then I went to Kristina's house. She was dead, and it looked like you were the murderer. You don't have an alibi, you had a motive, and some of your stuff was there.

I was afraid it really was you, but I didn't believe it. I promised Noah that if he gave me three days, I'd clear your name and figure who really did it. Yet you locked me in the bedroom... Mmmph..."

He kissed her, muffling her response. The girl's tears were so hot that he couldn't help crying too.

He pulled away briefly. "I'm sorry."

Then, they kissed passionately again.