Novel & Cerita Empty By Olivia O'brien

I didn’t know what to believe anymore. Elena had always been… fragile. Delicate. She needed care, attention. I had gotten used to looking after her. But Olivia… Olivia wasn’t the type to just snap without a reason. I glanced up at her, searching for something or anything in her expression. But all I got was exhaustion. She wasn’t even mad. She wasn’t yelling, wasn’t defending herself. She just stood there, watching. Tired. Unmoved. Like she had seen this exact performance a thousand times before.

Gaby voice through the intercom. "What is it, Gaby?" "Mr. Hunt is on line 2," she replied. "Oh, thanks," she put down her pen and picked up the phone. Olivia: Hey ... how are you? Declan: Hey, still working hard, I see. How's everything going? Olivia: (Sit back on her chair) It's going great, actually, just not sure I can do everything all at once. How's your trip? Brian's keeping you entertained?

Xeno asks, looking at me all curious. "Oh, nothing, just Nana being as protective as she is, she also knows we are going to a club and not a party," I say, and Xeno's jaw drops in shock. "But she is cool with it and just wants us to be safe." I add, with a big smile on my face. "Ms. Ox is so cool, I would have never guessed she'd be so cool," she says, giggling a little. We sat down to resume our sunbathing and go quiet.

Basking in the endorphin rush she got from the display of affection, Olive responded in the negative "Nah, I already ate something at Desiree's. What about you, have you eaten something?" "Yeah, I missed lunch so I had an early dinner." Rosabella replied. "Okay, wanna watch a movie before bedtime?" Olive asked grabbing the remote off the table and flicking through the stations. And so Olive and her mother watched TV until Morpheus sent his sand to overpower them and put them to sleep. Meanwhile, In a cave, In an Unknown Location, A regal and enchanting-looking woman sat beside a pool and in that pool was instead of her reflection, the image of Olive fast asleep on her bed.

Hana asked "Yeah , but today is the last day. " Olivia squealed. "Let's go then . " Alicia suggested and drop the magazine that she was holding that reads"Elle Korea. " They got to the living room, chatting loudly and walking at a stroll pace but stopped when they met Gabriel and Micheal in front of the television. "I'll go get the popcorns. " Emily said and excused herself to the kitchen. "What are you doing?? ." Olivia asked crossed arm. "What do you mean ? Are you visually impaired? " Micheal countered. He received a knock on his head while Olivia snatch the remote control from him.

I had spent six months drifting across the ocean on a cargo ship, but I would send 20,000 dollars back home every month. So, I really only had one thing on my mind the day I finally set foot on solid ground again—my wife's pork rib soup. When I pushed open the front door, I found my seven-month-pregnant wife, Sophia Merkin, sitting on our worn-out sofa. At that moment, my six months' worth of exhaustion, frustration, and pent-up anger from the roiling life at sea surged to the surface. "I've been busting my ass out there and working more than 10 hours a day. Yet, I don't even get a hot meal at home when I'm finally home?" Sophia said nothing. Instead, she walked over to the refrigerator

______ . . . ○ ○ ○ O L I V I A ○ ○ ○ . In today’s episode of ‘Olivia Smith is the dumbest bitch on the planet’, she is busy staring at the ceiling as if the white paint has the answers to all her questions. This was not the first time I had done it, and it wouldn’t be the last. You would think a grown ass woman with a five-year-old would have some sense, but no! Sense is the last thing that I have. If there is any sense in me, that is nonsense.

She nodded and went. Olivia signed off from London at eleven her time, which was late for her, blowing a kiss at the camera that she would have denied if anyone had mentioned it. Lucas and Daniel left together, which I noted and filed under things I was not going to comment on but was entirely glad about. Adrian and Noah were last. Ethan had already gone to bed by then, the way he went to bed at events that had reached their natural conclusion, simply and without ceremony. Adrian stood at the door and looked at the apartment one more

Her stomach twisted at the thought of lying, but the alternative seemed equally unbearable. ** The next morning, Olivia awoke to chaos. Her phone was flooded with messages, and every news channel seemed to be covering the same story. Grabbing her phone, she saw the latest headline: “Ethan Cole Breaks Silence: ‘Leave Olivia Hart Alone’” Her heart stopped. Clicking on the article, she read Ethan’s brief but powerful statement. “The rumors surrounding Olivia Bennett are baseless and harmful. I will not tolerate the defamation of her character. Respect her privacy.”

Olivia raised her glass to meet hers, and she offered him a heartfelt smile. "I mean, I try not to. But sometimes, after a day like this one, the idea of going home to my empty apartment I don't know. It's just so damn unappealing." Olivia said. Ethan raised his glass to her in a silent toast, appreciation gleaming in his eyes. "Well, I for one am glad you decided to break your rule tonight, Miss." Olivia took a deep breath as her gaze met Ethan's, "Sometimes it's not the emptiness that gets to me. I can handle quiet nights in alone. It's the silence. The silence that echoes with memories. With love lost." Her voice barely above a whisper.