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CHAPTER 154

Author: Vivi Anne
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-20 09:21:42

Olivia's POV

The morning light spilled into the kitchen, pale and unforgiving, as I stood at the counter, my hands trembling while I cracked eggs into a bowl, the sizzle of butter in the pan a hollow distraction from the storm raging in my chest.

My throat ached, tears threatening as I whisked the eggs, my movements mechanical, my mind replaying every mistake, every moment I’d chosen Lucas’s chaos over Austin’s stability.

The house was too quiet, its emptiness a stark reminder of Austin’s absence, his decision to go on our planned trip alone a rejection that cut deeper than his words.

I’d hoped to find him here this morning, to talk, to explain, to beg for forgiveness, but the bed was cold, his keys gone, his phone unreachable.

My chest heaved, a sob catching as I plated my breakfast—scrambled eggs, toast, a mug of coffee I knew I wouldn’t drink—its normalcy a cruel contrast to the chaos of my heart.

I sat at the table, my hands wrapping around the mug, my eyes staring blankly a
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