C89 Disgusting!

The voice was jarring and grating.

Almost instantly, it yanked Olivia from her reverie back to reality.

She turned to look at the figure outside the window, her mood souring on the spot.

There, with a signature smirk plastered across his face, was Westley, drenched in sweat and grinning shamelessly in a way that was downright unsettling.

"Why are you here?" Olivia demanded, her tone icy