Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 311

OLIVIA

I poured a cup of tea, my hands shaking. The house was silent, too silent. No more sounds of Samuel running around. Just quiet. The kind of quiet that makes you feel like something’s wrong, even when nothing’s happening

The door opened. Nick’s mother walked in, her clothes covered in blood–blood that wasn’t hers. She looked like she’d just come from a fight, like she’d been in the middle of something dangerous. Her hair was messy, her face pale, and she stumbled like she didn’t know where she was

I froze. “Why did you come here like this?” I snapped, my voice sharp. I didn’t mean to sound so angry, but the sight of her like that–it set me off.

She stared at me, confused. “I didn’t think,” she stammered. “I had to deal with the men we caught. I thought I could check on the kids. I didn’t realize I still had blood on me.”

I cut her off. “You didn’t think? Samuel’s still scared after the shooting. And you show up like this? What if he sees you? How do you think that’ll affect him?”

She stepped back, looking guilty. “I didn’t mean to…”

“Get out,” I said, my voice firm. I didn’t want to hear her excuses. Not now. Not after everything.

She hesitated. “Olivia, please-”

to hear it. I walked toward the stairs, but her voice stopped me. “Olivia, I didn’t do it on

while we were here, living through it. You couldn’t even handle one day with the kids, could you? Go back to your life. That’s

He shouldn’t have had to see that. But he did, and now he couldn’t sleep. He flinched at every loud noise, and his nightmares kept him awake

knew it wouldn’t be that easy. Kids don’t just

about it.

focus on Samuel. On helping him heal. Because in this house, we couldn’t let the past take over. Not

softly on his door. “Samuel?

was a pause,

door and saw him sitting on his bed, his knees pulled up to his chest. He looked small, too small

I asked, even

keep hearing

safe

leaned into me. I held him tight, wishing I could take all the

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