Mona hugged Olivia tightly. They were around the same age, but she comforted Olivia like an aunt
“Don’t cry, Olivia. You still have me. I’ll take good care of you. Mr. Fordham’s condition has stabilized too. So, he’ll be fine. Maybe he’ll even wake up after a few days. Everything will be better.”
Olivia used to believe everything would be better too. But fate had made her understand that it could always be worse. You’d never know how unlucky you could be unless you experienced it.
- Or maybe
People said misfortune wouldn’t last forever, but Olivia couldn’t see any hope for the future. She was always fearful of tomorrow. She was afraid that Jeff would be dead when she woke something would be wrong with her babies. Perhaps they might be malnourished.
There was also her illness, which made her even less hopeful for the future.
Olivia said in a shaky voice, “Mona, I’m really afraid that misfortune will befall me and my babies next. I’m not afraid of dying, but I’m afraid that my babies will suffer because of me.”
“Olivia, you’re being paranoid. There hasn’t been anything suspicious. What are you worried about? It’s safe here. No one will be able to get to you. Mr. Miller even brought over a gynecologist and examination equipment for you. I’ve looked at those machines. They’re not cheap.
“Mr. Miller cares about you. He won’t let anything happen to you.”
Mona comforted Olivia, saying, “You don’t have to worry about anything now. It’s not the end of the world yet. Mr. Fordham managed to survive such an ordeal, and he’ll be fine.
“You just need to rest and wait for the birth of your babies. They’ll be born healthy, and you’ll be fine. I’ll keep you and the babies safe.”
From that day onward, Olivia stopped wallowing in sadness. She took up Jeff’s hobbies. Every day, she would tend to the flowers, do some woodworking, and gaze at the ocean. She would stare at the tide and the sky.
She began to feel like life wasn’t as torturous when she cut off all communication with the outside. world.
Although Jeff was unconscious, she could still see him every day. As long as he was alive, she had hope. She wasn’t an orphan.
Four months passed in the blink of an eye. It was now summer.
Olivia’s stomach had grown. She had started to feel the babies’ movements. The children inside her womb were like two little fish swimming around every day.
The world seemed like a better place without Ethan there to bother her.
The sea looked exceptionally beautiful in the moving alouw Olivia grow out her hair a little Tha saa
breeze tousled her soft locks of hair, making her look gentle and graceful.
Recently, it was like her cancer was completely gone. Her stomach didn’t even hurt once. She grew rounder, and her complexion was healthy. If the times she vomited blood due to her cancer weren’t etched into her memory, she would think it was all a dream.
Olivia didn’t know if it was due to her children, but her illness had stabilized and didn’t worsen
Mona smiled when she saw Olivia’s peaceful expression. She brought Olivia some fruits. “You have a prenatal check-up tomorrow, so make sure to rest early tonight.”
Olivia ate some blueberries and suddenly frowned.’
Mona asked worriedly, “What’s wrong?”
Olivia caressed her stomach, shook her head, and smiled. “It’s nothing. The kids are just excited. Perhaps they’re also looking forward to the check-up tomorrow.”
Mona sat beside Olivia and said, “Mr. Miller has sent a new machine here. I went to ask about it. They say it’s the best of its kind that’s available on the market. You’ll be able to see the babies’ faces and gender clearly.
“Olivia, do you want boys or girls? The likelihood of having twins of the same sex is relatively high.”