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Chapter 318

Meanwhile, the Harts were squirming in misery,

Caitlin hung up with Olivia, her heart pounding, and raced back to the Hart family estate. The minute she walked in. Olivia’s gut–wrenching cries hit her from upstairs.

A maid saw her and dipped her head. “Ma’am”

“What’s wrong with Olivia? Did you give her anything?” Caitlin snapped, her voice tight.

The maid shifted, nervous. “We’re out of meds. I called the doctor, but he’s not coming

Caitlin’s breath caught. She didn’t say another word–just bolted up the stairs.

She flung Olivia’s door open. The room was dark, thick with a heavy vibe.

Olivia was curled up on the bed, gripping her stomach, gasping through the pain.

She’d always been proud–especially of that stunning hair she’d show off like it was her crown.

Now it was gone. All of it. Her scalp bare, not a single strand left from yesterday’s last bits.

Caitlin’s chest hurt, her voice shaky. “Olivia.”

Olivia looked up, her face twisted in pain. “Mom, it hurts. It hurts so much.”

“I know, but…” Caitlin’s hands balled up, useless.

Her head was spinning, coming up empty.

grabbed Olivia’s hand, her heart cracking open, raw and aching.

had no meds left. Olivia couldn’t leave the country–couldn’t even get out of Long Harbor.

with no fix in sight. It didn’t get much worse than this.

so much. I need painkillers–can’t we get some from the hospital?” Olivia begged, her voice thin

had stuff, but with her this bad off, over–the–counter meds was

thrown up twice, her stomach flipping

trashed; now it was

she? Mom, tell her I’ll come

get better first, then go to jail and face the music, okay?” she added, her voice cracking into sobs.

apart, her head getting fuzzy.

in prison–at least it’d

in her chest. “Olivia,

begging Stefi?” Olivia shot back, her voice spiking

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have heard a word she had said. Anger and fear churned inside Olivia.

mess it up again? Did you not talk to her right?” she pressed, bitterness

be that. The more she chewed on

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hearts–real ones. If Caitlin had just buttered Stephanie up a little, Olivia believed that she wouldn’t

fumbled, thrown off. “I–I… Don’t worry, I’ll find a way.

it, but her voice shook with panic and no

frustration boiled over, trembling. “I might not make

Olivia wouldn’t still be caged

her mouth to answer, but her phone rang, its

Tyler. “Ma’am, they’re saying Mr. Hart has to be discharged today.”