Chapter 122: The Transformation

Olivera snuggled closer to Raul, burrowing against his shoulder as exhaustion weighed heavily on her. She closed her eyes, her body limp with fatigue. "I'm so tired, Raul," she mumbled, her voice barely audible. "I don’t think I can stay awake. If anything important happens, don’t wake me. Just let me sleep through it." Raul’s arm tightened protectively around her, pulling her into the warmth of his embrace. His breath was steady against her hair, and despite the closeness, a faint tension lingered between them. He pressed his lips softly to her temple, but the question on his mind couldn’t be left unasked. "Why did you say yes to me, Olivera?" His voice was tender yet probing as he kissed the corner of her mouth, his lips brushing her skin like a soft whisper. Olivera smiled, a weary but content expression crossing her face. She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder like a contented cat, taking comfort in his presence. “I think everyone wants to be loved, Raul. All my life, I drea