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."

my chest. My pulse quickened, and suddenly the room seemed to

steadying my shoulder. "You’ve overexerted yourself.

even that made

her later. Right now,

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 her everything.

her sake. "I’ll be back soon, Mama.

faintly, her lips curving into a small

releasing her hand reluctantly. "Goodbye... for

seer’s worried gaze vanishing

in my chamber, I immediately noticed the quiet. No Nora. No Lolita.

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

have felt lighter.

back. She was alive. I had accomplished the one thing I’d dreamt

But...

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

silence of the room suffocating me. I had thought that having her back would help

want to be alone

to the triplets. The only ones who

decided I’d go to

a blink,

appeared, standing in Levi’s

the faint scent of his smell lingering in the air. He was alone—sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows resting on his knees, head slightly bowed like he’d been

in his eyes, quickly replaced by

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