DEXTER'S POV
As the hours ticked by, my unwavering resolve remained steadfast, unyielding to the passage of time. The day unfolded like a tapestry of possibilities, each thread woven with careful consideration, each moment pregnant with anticipation. I immersed myself in the task at hand, consumed by the burning desire to rectify the mistakes of the past and build a future worthy of Olivia's love.
Seated together in the sanctuary of our shared space, the room hummed with an electric energy, charged with the promise of transformation. The air sparkled with anticipation, as if the very atmosphere recognized the gravity of our conversation. I looked into Olivia's eyes, my gaze a reflection of the love and determination that swelled within my soul.
"Derek," she whispered, her voice a delic
