The Beginning Of All Sins

“You can treat me like a brother if you’d like,” Claude offered.

Olivia looked at Claude, a big smile spreading across her face. “Yeah, I will!”

She really admired him, regardless of his past or any issues with the Harris family.

“Go on now.”

She started to leave, but after taking a step, she paused and looked back. “Why are you so kind to me?”

He pondered for a moment before answering, “Maybe because I feel sorry for you.”

Olivia was surprised to hear that. Still, she smiled and replied, “I’m doing this because I want to. It’ll make me happy to see Naomi get better.”

Little did she know, this was just the beginning of a very tough journey for her, stepping into a role meant for someone else, and carrying a child that linked her to her sister’s fiance.

Claude watched her hopeful, naive face. “I hope you find happiness every day.”

“Alright, I really should go now,” she said.

“You know your way back, right?”

“I won’t get lost,” she assured him, shaking her head.

Claude then remembered something else and added, “I also want to say sorry for Sophie… about Jacob.

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“It’s okay, Claude. I’ve moved on.”

He chuckled, seeing she had let it go. “Good.”

Olivia then quickly left.

Claude stood in the corridor, watching her go.

Olivia returned to Ana almost five minutes later. The latter looked at her and asked, “What took you so long?”

“I felt sick suddenly, so I slowed down,” Olivia explained.

“Are you alright now?” Ana asked with concern.

“Yes, I’m feeling better,” Olivia replied quickly.

“Just be careful, especially now. You’re carrying the family’s future grandchild,” Ana reminded her seriously.

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Naturally, Olivia understood. To them, it wasn’t about her; it was about the baby. Nobody was really concerned about her.

“Yeah, I’ll be careful,” she agreed.

Ana said flatly, “Go sit on the couch.”

A maid helped her over to the couch.

Olivia had decided she’d do whatever was asked of her, as long as she didn’t offend Ana or affect

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Sitting down, she looked around at the fancy event, feeling out of place in a world that was so unfamiliar to her–a world she didn’t really belong to.

She thought about Naomi, realizing she would have been the one here, mingling gracefully, if she were well.