The Beginning Of All Sins

Even Alisa noticed that Olivia didn't seem herself. Concerned, she approached her in the morning, asking, "What's wrong, Ma'am? Did you have a nightmare?" Olivia, panic-stricken, sat motionless in bed. Her head was drenched in sweat, her face ashen.

"Ma'am?" Alisa pressed gently.

Olivia gazed at her in silence for a moment before pulling her knees close, appearing utterly helpless.

Alisa sensed her distress, sat beside her, and grasped her shoulders. "What's the matter? Did something happen?"

"I'm scared," Olivia whispered, her voice barely audible.

"What is it?"

Olivia remained silent, her body trembling.

Alisa, alarmed, exclaimed, "Did something frighten you?"

Olivia stayed silent, burying her face between her knees.

Alisa hurried

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visiting the beauty salon,

enter, Maisy asked, "What brings you here?

explain, "Ms. Maisy, Ms.

she sick?" Maisy jumped up, clutching a pillow. "Why is she

high fever the day

what happened to her,"

went

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Maisy arrived,

same position.

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meekly, Olivia

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She sat by the bed and held Olivia's hands "What's wrong? What happened? Why do you