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She looked up and met their eyes: "I'm still afraid of being sent to the police station." "Afraid of death?" Leo sneered. "Who isn't afraid of death? Moreover, I have indeed committed a capital offense," Olivia said surprisingly calm, her tone clear and logical. "Capital offense?" Leo's face changed dramatically. Olivia, seeing the cold expressions of the two, gave a self-mocking smile. "I'm just too tired of living this life. Maybe death would be a relief. Leo, thank you for taking care of me and my daughter." "Your daughter?" Leo went cold, staring at her, "What do you mean by that?"

She hugged herself and squatted in the corner of the room, disappointed. Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. She did not lift her head as she thought someone would hit her again. “Hit me if you want, but not in the stomach.” However, all she heard was Dorothy’s triumphant laughter. “Olivia, you’re going to jail, but you're still thinking about your baby?” Olivia lifted her head and clenched her teeth as she said, “Dorothy, how dare you go back on your word!” “So what? You're doomed now, and no one can save you. As for the dead old man, I've already thrown him into the sea to feed the fish!”

Alex said. “And you think I trust you? No, this is my battle too, I’m sure you haven’t forgotten what you did to my father, the scars are still on me and you think I’ll just let you do that?” Olivia said. “I’m a murderer, I killed your father, an innocent man, he didn’t know anything about this and he was just a scapegoat for other people’s mistakes, I’m a murderer, and I killed the only person who had the answers to my questions, I—“

Olivia complained, "It's just a two hour journey, we're travelling for hours now, are you sure we're not lost?" "We're not." I answered shortly, "It's a 30 more minutes drive so go sleep for a while." "No way." "I promise I won't do anything so just sleep already." Olivia glanced at my eyes and then turned to the side, she said, "If you do anything, I'll kill you." "I won't." I said, "I would never violate anyone." After a while, Olivia ended up taking a short nap. I saw myself smiling as I glanced at her. Ah, this is getting really dangerous. Why am I smiling?

As soon as the recording stopped, Olivia started crying…big, ugly sobs. “I’m sorry, Damien,” she choked out. “I didn’t know better. I believed my father… I was just trying to be a good daughter. He told me you destroyed us. Please, Damien… forgive me. I was just trying to protect what was left of my family.” I didn’t look at her. “You’re a murderer, Olivia,” I said, voice flat. “You killed someone. You framed me. You put my life…and the people I love…through hell. You don’t get forgiveness. You get a cell.”

Olivia quickly unlocked the door and locked it behind them just as fast. “Well, I’m fresh out of horses right now, so a cookie before bed will have to do.” She said, catching her breath. “Up stairs and get your P.Js on and then you get your reward.” Eli headed upstair. Olivia went to the bay window and looked in the direction they had come. Was it a trick of her imagination or had somebody been following them? A distant dog bark sent a shiver down her spine. If there had been somebody out there, it was possible it was Wayne drunk and being stupid and not really intending any harm.

he called out, and she felt her knees immediately turn to jelly. “You're here,” she whispered, making him chuckle slightly. “I promised you that I was going to come. I could at least fulfill my promise. I always do.” “That's new for a criminal,” she muttered underneath her breath, but ouhd enough for him to hear. “I already told you,” he said slightly offended as the muscles in his jaw ticked. “I'm not a criminal.” “Yet, you sell drugs.” Melody said. She was in a daring mood today. One that she knew would get the most out of Antonio's dick.

I knew I was going to hell. My name is Olivia. Think of a beautiful lady of 22 yrs, elegant and charming in appearance like the roses of the valley. The worst thing I hate is trouble because I have a delicate heart and never had it crossed my mind to ever hurt a fly but here I am, behind a Hilux with cuffs on my wrists while a chain engulfed my ankles like a criminal. Looking beside me, I saw men dressed in army uniform at my both sides, handling a deadly rifle which they would use to send any unfortunate being to an early grave. None of them were smiling. They look scary and fear grips my fragile heart.

Leo The recording is still playing in my headphones. Fernandez is talking about "clearing liabilities" again—those sick girls who aren't profitable enough to justify keeping alive. I think about Olivia, asleep in her apartment, dreaming about venues and dresses. She has no idea her father is a monster. I should tell her. Should warn her what's coming. But I can't. Because she might warn Fernandez. He is still her father. And as much as I hate this, my first duty is to the mission, not to protecting Olivia's feelings.

My finger twitched but I made no move to get up, I could feel that Olivia wasn’t asleep. The footstep stopped and Olivia’s hand stop moving through my hair. “Hey Gerald.” Olivia spoke. “What a sight. You must think you really have him wrapped around your little fingers, don’t you ?” Gerald said. “What are you even saying? Can’t you go a second without seeing me as the Villain in your story?” Olivia asked with a sigh. “Oh trust me, you are not the villain in my story, that would be an overstatement. Your father on the other hand ?”