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."

unease rolled through me, tightening in my chest. My pulse quickened, and suddenly the room seemed to sway.

cut through the haze. "Olivia—" She was at my side in an instant, her hand steadying my shoulder. "You’ve overexerted yourself. Healing her took a great deal from you. You

even that made

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

glanced at my mother, still lying weakly on the bed, her tired eyes filled with so many unspoken words. I wanted to stay. I wanted to keep talking, to tell

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

hand faintly, her lips curving into a small smile.

hand reluctantly.

the seer’s worried gaze vanishing from sight as

immediately noticed the quiet. No Nora. No Lolita. No sound of movement, no

long sigh and lowered myself onto the bed, my body sinking into the soft mattress. My gaze drifted to

have felt lighter.

accomplished the one thing I’d dreamt of since

But...

wrong. I didn’t know if it was her strange calmness about me marrying Lord Frederick or

me. I had thought that having her back would help in Frederick’s case, but instead,

didn’t want to be alone right

thoughts drifted to the triplets.

I decided I’d go to

a blink, I

standing in

smell lingering in the air. He was alone—sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows resting on

the moment he sensed me. Surprise flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by a warm, almost relieved

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