LOGINCHAPTER 300One week later, the awards hall that evening was filled with the glow of crystal lights. Guests were dressed in formal attire, the sound of conversation blending with soft music. Olivia sat in the front row with Elena and Nathan. Her face looked calm, though her hands were slightly cold with nervousness.“Relax, Liv,” Elena whispered while holding her hand. “Whatever the result, Mommy is proud.”“I know, Mom,” Olivia replied with a small smile.The host stepped onto the stage. “The Best Architectural Design Award of the Year goes to—Olivia Lancaster.”Applause erupted. Olivia froze for a moment, then stood up. Nathan patted her shoulder. “Go.”Olivia walked onto the stage, accepted the trophy, then looked at the audience. “Thank you. I dedicate this award to my family, especially my Mommy, Elena, who taught me that design is not just about form, but about the human lives within it.”Applause rang out once again. Olivia stepped down from the stage, and Elena hugged her tigh
CHAPTER 299One year passed quickly. That morning, the Nathan family’s dining room felt lively with light conversation and the clinking of cutlery. Elena sat at the end of the table, reading from her tablet, occasionally smiling to herself. Nathan sipped his coffee calmly, observing the warm atmosphere that filled the house.“Mommy keeps smiling to herself. What news is it this time?” Katty asked as she took a seat.Elena looked up. “The latest article. Mommy’s spring collection was chosen as the opening show for this year’s Paris Fashion Week.”Katty let out a soft whistle. “A Queen will always be a Queen.”Nathan smiled proudly. “Congratulations, my love.”“Thank you,” Elena replied as she turned toward Olivia, who had just entered wearing her work blazer. “And that’s not all. Olivia also received an invitation to present in Berlin next week.”Olivia laughed softly. “Mommy is exaggerating. It’s just an architecture forum.”Nathan shook his head. “An international forum. Not everyone
CHAPTER 298That afternoon, Olivia had just arrived home. She placed her work bag on the sofa and took off her shoes slowly. Her body was tired, but her mind felt even more crowded after her meeting with Ricky earlier that day.“Elena?” Nathan called from the dining room. “Liv is home.”Elena immediately came out of the kitchen while drying her hands. “Liv, have you eaten?”“Yes, Mom,” Olivia answered briefly. She sat down on the sofa and leaned back. “I had lunch outside.”Elena looked at her daughter with an expression that was hard to read. “With whom?”Olivia let out a small sigh. “With Uncle Ricky.”Elena paused for a moment, then sat on the chair across from Olivia. “Oh… Ricky.”Nathan also sat down, observing the atmosphere that suddenly felt slightly awkward. “That dream house project?”“Yes, Dad. We inspected the site, then had lunch for a bit.”Elena nodded slowly. “You look tired, Liv.”“Quite,” Olivia answered honestly. “Lately, a lot of projects have been coming in.”Elen
CHAPTER 297After inspecting the second floor and confirming several minor revisions to the beam structure, Olivia closed her tablet. She removed her project helmet and handed it to the site staff.“That’s enough for today. Please note all the changes we discussed earlier,” Olivia said.“Yes, Miss Olivia,” the foreman replied.Ricky stood beside her and removed his helmet as well. “You look tired.”Olivia shrugged with a faint smile. “A bit. But it’s still manageable.”Ricky glanced at the watch on his wrist. “It’s already past lunchtime. Have you eaten?”Olivia shook her head. “Not yet. I forgot earlier.”Ricky was silent for a moment, then spoke carefully. “If that’s the case… would you like to have lunch together? There’s a small restaurant nearby—quiet, not crowded.”Olivia looked at him for a few seconds. There was no awkwardness like she had imagined. Instead, it felt normal.“Sure,” she finally answered. “I am hungry.”Ricky smiled slightly. “Alright. I’ll get the car.”Inside
CHAPTER 296A few days later, the construction site of the house had been busy since morning. The sound of machines, workers moving back and forth, and the building framework beginning to rise made the area look alive. Olivia wore a white safety helmet and a safety vest, holding a tablet while discussing matters with the foreman.“For the eastern-side windows, please make sure the lighting is maximized,” Olivia said firmly yet calmly. “I don’t want the living room to be dark in the morning.”The foreman nodded. “Understood, Miss Olivia. We’ll adjust it again.”Olivia marked several notes on her tablet. “And the small garden at the back, don’t forget the distance between the stepping stones according to the drawing. That’s important.”“Yes, Miss.”Olivia nodded in satisfaction. She stepped slightly away, gazing at the building that was slowly approaching its final form. This house always made her feel strange. Every detail felt too familiar. Too perfectly aligned with her taste.“Why d
Three months had passed since that day. Time moved slowly, yet it never truly stopped. Olivia stood by the window of her apartment, gazing at the city of New York as it gradually became wrapped in the soft glow of the afternoon light. Her hair was now tied back simply, her face calmer, though her eyes carried a different kind of maturity.On her work desk sat a small framed photo of herself and Arnold. Olivia looked at it for a moment, then took a deep breath.“I’ve tried, Arnold,” she said softly. “Little by little.”She no longer cried every night. The tightness in her chest was still there, but it had transformed into memories she kept carefully. She learned to accept, even though she never truly forgot.There was a knock on the door.“Liv?” Elena’s voice came from outside. “Mommy’s coming in, okay?”“Yes, Mom.”Elena entered with a warm smile. She looked around Olivia’s room, which was now neater, filled with architectural models and rolled-up design papers.“You’re not leaving ye







