CHAPTER 065
OLIVIA’S POV
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I stood there in shock, my mom just said.
‘Olivia isn’t even our biological daughter.
The words played in my head like a broken record, repeating over and over until it felt like my mind would shatter under the weight of it.
took another shaky step forward, my legs barely holding me up, before managing to say, “What… what did you just say?”
My parents no, the people I thought were my parents- turned around slowly, their eyes meeting mine. In their expressions, I saw it immediately: fear, guilt, something far beyond what I could even comprehend at that moment. And from their reaction, my. heart began to crack. Deep down, I already knew the truth. I just didn’t want to believe
- it.
“Olivia, darling, you didn’t mention that you were coming,” my mom said, forcing a smile as she stepped closer, her voice trembling ever so slightly.
I quickly took a step back, raising my index finger in warning, not caring about the tears that were already brimming in my eyes.
“Don’t Olivia me,” I snapped, my voice sharp and cracking. “What did I just hear you say? Repeat it.”
“What are you talking about? We didn’t say anything,” my dad said quickly, standing up to his feet, his face pale as though he had seen a ghost.
They were trying to cover it up, to bury the truth, but I was certain of what I heard. I
knew.
“I’m not your biological daughter?” I asked, my voice wobbling as I fought to keep my emotions in check. But it was no use the tears were already threatening to fall, clouding my vision.
“Nonsense,” my mom replied, shaking her head too fast, her words were rushed and desperate. “Why would you even say something like that, Olivia?”
“Don’t lie to me!” I yelled, my voice breaking. “Don’t make this worse than it already is.”
There was a beat of silence, heavy and suffocating. My dad let out a long, exhausted sigh, the kind of sigh that confirmed my worst fears.
“Let’s tell her” he finally said, his voice low and defeated.
My mom bit her lip hard, her frus Successfully unlocked! You just had to say that out loud, Sam,” she snapped at him, her gaze ship with Diane. “You just had to.”
“Well, now she already knows,” my dad replied, rubbing a hand down his tired face.” There’s no point hiding it anymore. It’s not like we could have kept it from her forever.
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She was bound to find out sooner or later.”
I felt my knees weaken, and I stumbled toward the living room where they stood, collapsing into the nearest chair. My hands trembled uncontrollably in my lap, my breath coming in short, painful gasps. I needed to sit down my whole world had just
come crashing down, and my body felt too heavy to hold up.
Why?
Why is it that every time I think life has hit me the hardest, it somehow finds a way to hit me even harder?
Was this some kind of cruel joke? Some twisted game?
How was I even supposed to process this? I’m an orphan?
An orphan.
The word felt foreign on my tongue, but it cut deeper than any blade could. I swallowed hard, but the lump in my throat refused to budge.
Why me? Why was it always me?
My dad cleared his throat, trying to break the heavy silence that had settled over us like a storm cloud.
“Olivia…” he began softly.
“Don’t,” I said sharply, cutting him off before he could say another word. I couldn’t bear to hear it. I didn’t want to hear their excuses or justifications.
I forced the words out of my tightening throat. “Am I… an orphan?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper, but the weight of the question felt like a scream in the quiet room. They exchanged a long, mournful glance before finally nodding in confirmation.
My heart shattered into a thousand irreparable pieces. Tears slipped down my cheeks freely now, and I didn’t even bother to wipe them away. My vision blurred, but it didn’t matter anymore. Nothing mattered anymore.
-A sob escaped my lips, and I buried my face in my trembling hands, letting out a loud,
anguished scream that filled the room.-
“Haven’t I suffered enough already?” I cried, my voice muffled by my palms. “Haven’t I given up enough? Why is this happening to me?”
My chest ached as though my heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand, my body shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to scream at them, to demand answers, but I was too broken to even form the words.
“You lied to me my entire life! You let me believe I was your child, and now you expect me to just accept this?”
My voice cracked under the weight of my emotions, but I pushed on.
“You should have told me,” I choked out. “You should have told me the truth!”
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“What are you saying Olivia, you might not be my biological daughter, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you like one, I’ve always treated you like one, you would have never known if your father here didn’t blurt it out.” My mom said.
What she said just made me sick, did she actually think she treated me with love? The same woman that had picked money and power over me? The same woman that didn‘ t give a shit when I lost my baby?
The same woman who didn’t even show up at the hospital, now she’s saying this?
“Love me like your own daughter?, you sent me out of the house just because I refused to go back to Adrian, when was the last time you called me to check up on me every time you call me it’s always about how I should maintain my relationship with Adrian so that you can benefit from it,” I said, my voice filled with emotions.
“Don’t try and push this on me, Adrian is a good man and you were seeing someone else, trying to leave him for no reason.” My mom said.
“There were tons of reasons, and even when I told you, you shrugged them off, not giving a damn.” I got up and walked closer to her “Do you know the emotional and physical pains Adrian put me through? No, you’don’t, because you were too blinded by his wealth.” I said it was finally time for me to tell them how I felt, I’d been bottling in all my emotions for years, but after hearing this, everything had changed.
“Don’t talk to your mother that way.” My dad finally came in after being silent.
“Mother? Is she still considered one?” I asked but my dad remained silent.
“And don’t think your hands are clean to, you had the power to pull me out of that hell of a marriage, but you encouraged me to stay with him even after what I told you,” I
said.
“Olivia we were looking out for the family, would you have preferred if we went back to our previous lifestyle, we could barely eat a whole square meal back then but I corrected that and you’re not grateful.” My dad said fueling my anger more.
