Olivia Benson Necklace Svu Novels & Stories

What about Olivia? ***

“Father gave me this. He gave it to me when I was a child, as proof that he would always look after me.” David recognised the necklace. It was a necklace Richard Sterling often wore before he disappeared. Olivia also seemed to recall it. A deadly silence fell over the terrace. Daniel, who did not understand what was happening, only stared in confusion. David finally spoke, his voice layered with caution. "Alright, let's assume you're telling the truth. What do you want? Have you come to claim shares? Wealth?" Anya shook her head, her cold smile slightly disappearing, replaced by a piercing look of seriousness.

"It's a win-win for you." "I'm tired." Olivia feigned a yawn. "I'm going to bed now to have a very deep sleep. Nobody should take the antidote which is on the second shelf of the white cupboard at one corner of my kitchen, of which the key is used as the pendant of the necklace around my neck." Olivia touched her neck, brought out the necklace from under her blouse, and fiddled with it. "My necklace would soon break. If I don't mind, it'll break off and fall to the ground without my knowledge."

The blonde held the leather jacket that the latter gave to her closer, enjoying the warmth of it and the fact that it belonged to Dakota. Something caught her eye as she continued to stare at the gangster. “That necklace.” “What about it?” Dakota replied without taking her eyes off the road. “You’ve been wearing that for a decade now,” Olivia said as she admired the silver necklace with a minimalist design of wings. “Of course. It’s special to me.” “Why?” The blonde’s curiosity increased. She raised an eyebrow. “Why should I tell you that? You don’t even tell me anything about your life—real life.”

“Of course it’s beautiful. Who do you think Mommy is?” Olivia giggled. “Yes, yes… I fully trust you on that.” Elena stepped closer, adjusting a bit of the dress around the shoulder. “Are you comfortable? Anything too tight?” “No, it’s perfect. I love the design. Simple but elegant.” Elena nodded. “That’s because you don’t like anything complicated. Mommy purposely made it without too many embellishments so you can move freely.” Olivia gave a warm smile. “Thanks, Mom.” Meanwhile, Arnold was driving toward the boutique. On the passenger seat was a small box containing the necklace he planned to give Olivia as a surprise.

Savannah handed Anne to Daisy and watched them go out. Then, she took off her apron and went back to the master bedroom. She took out a necklace from the jewelry cabinet in the cloakroom... This was the necklace that Anne was looking for. It was a platinum necklace with a square pendant hanging from it, and Justin's name was engraved on it. After Anne's accident, she put away all the things related to Justin. But now, Savannah was wavering. Anne remembered more and more now. One day, she would remember everything between her and Justin. As a mother, everything Savannah did was for her daughter's happiness.

Weston pressed trembling fingers into a darkening bruise. They froze—sirens approaching. The night air turned metallic with threat and shame. Savannah dipped her head, collecting fragmented courage. “You recorded everything,” she said softly. Weston nodded. “Yes. So you’ll never doubt what you heard, what they said.” She closed her eyes. “Then thank you.” Weston offered her a small velvet pouch—the necklace’s case. She took it. Colton’s eyes flicked between them—betrayal and protection warring in his expression. “You okay?” he asked, voice low.

She unbuttoned Zayden’s shirt and showed us a Ruby necklace around his neck. Alpha Gladwin’s face lost all its colors, he stuttered. “T-This? W-Why?” Zayden took off that necklace and handed it to Sylvia, who waved it before Alpha Gladwin’s eyes. “Does this necklace ring any bells, you insufferable know it all wolf?” Alpha Gladwin raised his hand to touch it, then he stepped back quickly as if he had seen a ghost in it. “Preposterous! Unbelievable!” His hand flew to his mouth to stifle an involuntary gasp, he rubbed his eyes for a better vision to witness the truth unfolding in front of his eyes. Sylvia flashed that necklace as a weapon and hit Alpha Gladwin’s head, screaming wildly.

Her eyes watched Olivia carefully, almost like she was facing a stranger. “I don’t remember your face. Your voice doesn’t feel familiar either. But… something keeps bothering me. So tell me the truth. Who are you?” Olivia took a deep breath. From her jacket pocket, she pulled out something—a small silver star-shaped pendant with the name “Ellie” delicately engraved on the back. “This belongs to you,” Olivia said softly. “You wore it every day until one day the chain broke. You cried all night because you thought I’d thrown it away. But I kept it, Ellie. I kept it because I knew one day I’d give it back.”