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Chapter 16: Liar

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-19 14:59:04
Oliver’s POV

Mom and Dad got divorced.

The thought ran through my head, over and over again. I was curled up in my playroom with the door closed.

Divorce, divorce, divorce.

The word made me dig my nails into my palms until it stung.

It was raining outside. I wanted to go and jump in the puddles.

No, I didn’t.

Because Mom and Dad got divorced and now I didn’t ever want to jump in puddles again. I just wanted to sit here, alone, making my palms sting with my fingernails.

Why did she leave me?

It was just like the time I had a bad fever. It was raining that night too. Mom left me all alone that night too because she was busy with her job.

I hated her stupid job.

It made her leave me all the time.

She told me she only loved me. But when she got her job, she was kind to all the other kids too. Before her job, she only made plushies for me. But after?

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