Chapter 307: Troubled

Olivia’s POV

I swallowed hard, not knowing what to say. For some reason, I thought she would look worried, maybe even upset, at the idea of me marrying Lord Frederick. But she didn’t.

Her expression didn’t even flicker with surprise—it was almost like... she had expected it.

That unsettled me more than anything.

Why wasn’t she worried?

Was she... fine with it?

A cold ripple ran through me. I quickly pushed the thought aside, forcing a small smile as I decided to change the topic.

"Mama... I’ve been seeing you," I said softly. "In my dreams... in my visions. You appeared to me. You spoke to me."

Her brows pulled together into a deep frown. "No... Olivia." Her voice was low but certain. "It wasn’t me."

I blink confused. "What? But—"

She shook her head slowly, her grip tightening weakly around my hand. "I’ve been in a coma for ten years. My soul has been trapped... sleeping. I couldn’t appear to you even if I wanted to. Whoever you saw—it wasn’t me."

A chill ran through me. "Then... who was it?"

Her gaze darkened slightly, and when she spoke again, her voice dropped lower. "It might have been your great-grandmother... Hailee. She must have taken my face."

quickened,

in an instant, her hand steadying my

my head, but even that made me dizzy. "I’m fine... I can

argument. "You can speak to her later. Right now, you must recover your strength. If you push yourself, you’ll harm

lying weakly on the bed, her tired eyes filled with so many unspoken words. I wanted to stay. I wanted to keep talking,

a soft smile for her sake. "I’ll be back soon, Mama.

curving into a small smile. "Go

nodded, releasing her hand reluctantly. "Goodbye...

gaze vanishing

immediately noticed the quiet. No Nora. No

lowered myself onto the bed, my body sinking into the soft mattress. My gaze

have felt

I had accomplished the one thing I’d dreamt

But...

my chest. Something felt wrong. I didn’t know if it was

the silence of the room suffocating me. I had thought that having her back would help in Frederick’s case,

to be alone

without thinking too much about it, my thoughts drifted to the triplets. The only ones who had ever made me

I decided

a blink,

appeared, standing in

was alone—sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows resting on his knees, head slightly bowed like he’d been lost

moment he sensed me. Surprise flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by

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