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.

frantic, Alisa hurried to find

the couch, engaged in conversation with the maids in her room. As

the beauty salon, but she often stayed home to keep

seeing Alisa enter, Maisy asked, "What brings you

Maisy, Ms. Olivia isn't feeling

clutching a pillow. "Why is she sick?

mentioned, "I heard she had a high fever the day before she returned from

go. Let's find out what

went to

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arrived, Olivia

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