Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 253

NICK

It had been three days since Olivia disappeared, the longest, most agonizing three days of our lives. Every day felt like a never–ending loop of despair. We woke up, checked the rooms, scoured the island, hoping to find some trace of her. But no matter how much we searched, it was as if she had vanished into thin air. There was no sign of a struggle, no indication that she had left the room, and absolutely no lead to follow. It was like she was swallowed up by the earth itself.

The island wasn’t that large, and it seemed impossible that someone could just disappear like that. But here we were, endlessly combing through every corner, every inch of the place, but we kept coming up empty. It felt like we were chasing ghosts. The stress, the exhaustion, the hunger, none of it was helping our situation. It wasn’t that we didn’t have food. We had plenty of food. But none of us could bring ourselves to eat.

The nanny we had hired to take care of the kids, a kind woman, had been cooking every day, trying to keep some semblance of normalcy. But the truth was, no one could stomach the thought of eating while Olivia was still missing. We all felt like we were suffocating, like nothing mattered anymore.

Samuel, poor boy, had been asking about his mother constantly. It broke my heart every time he did. I never knew how to answer him. Each time he asked, I would tell the nanny to call Marcus if I wasn’t around, hoping that Marcus could provide some kind of explanation. But I couldn’t help feeling like I was failing Olivia all over again, failing Samuel by not having any answers to give him.

I felt utterly helpless. We had just returned from another round of searching, and once again, we had nothing. We were sitting in the lounge, the TV droning on in the background, but I knew none of us were truly watching it. We were all lost in our thoughts, the silence oppressive, the tension thick.

no one moved. We were too worn out, too defeated to care about anything at that moment. But the

for you,” she said,

Luke ripped open the box without hesitation, his movements impatient, desperate. Inside, there was another box, small, about the size of a watch box. The way he paused, holding the box in his hands, made me anxious. We

was inside, I thought

It was her toenails.

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grim trophy. My throat constricted.

the raw pain in his eyes, the anger, the despair. His face was red with emotion, and I knew that beneath the surface, he

like a punch to the gut. The cruelty, the sadism of it, it was too much to bear. My mind aced, but all I

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let her