Olivia''s POV


    I froze when Mother said it.


    "They''re here to see you."


    My stomach twisted. Thest thing I wanted was visitors, especially them. I wasn''t ready to face anyone, not after everything that happened.


    "I don''t want to see them," I said quietly, keeping my eyes fixed on Lennox''s nket still clutched in my hand. "Can they leave?"


    Mother sighed softly, her eyes full of pity for me, like she could do anything to take away my pain. "You have to see them, Olivia. They came all this way. They''re family."


    That word again, family. I actually don''t see them as one.


    I didn''t argue. I just nodded weakly and followed her out of Lennox''s room. When I entered, they were already seated, my brother Calvin and my mother, waiting. Their faces lit up when they saw me, but I couldn''t bring myself to smile back.


    I sat beside Mother, folding my hands on myp. The silence stretched awkwardly, thick enough to choke on.


    Calvin leaned forward slightly, his voice gentle. "You look tired, Oli."


    I forced a faint smile. "I''ve been better."


    He nodded, clearly unsure what to say next. My eyes darted between them, familiar faces that suddenly felt distant. They were my family, my blood, but I didn''t feel close to them.


    My biological mother reached for my hand and squeezed it softly. "We just wanted to see how you''re holding up," she said. "We''ve been worried."


    I swallowed hard, staring at our joined hands. "I''m fine," I whispered, though we all knew it was a lie.


    She shed me a warm smile and then suggested, "Maybe a change of environment will help."


    "She is not going anywhere."


    The authoritative voice of Louis echoed from the stairs as he made his presence known. All eyes turned toward him, and one look at his face was enough to see how angry he was.


    "Olivia stays here. She needs us," he dered firmly.


    I swallowed hard and looked back at my biological mother and Calvin. "I''m okay being here. If I need space or anything, I can always teleport."


    Calvin looked like he wanted to speak, but Mother stopped him by gently cing her hand on his arm. I watched him sigh and look away.


    Mother smiled; it looked genuine, but I couldn''t find the strength to smile back. Despite being my biological mother, our rtionship was sour.


    "I wish to have a conversation one day with you, my dear," she said softly, her eyes glistening. "I know I''ve failed in my duties as a mother, and I hope you can forgive me, give me another chance."


    For a moment, no one spoke. The only sound was the faint ticking of the clock on the wall.


    I swallowed hard, trying to find the right words. Part of me wanted to say something, but my heart wasn''t ready for this. Not now.


    "Now isn''t the time for this," I said quietly, forcing my voice to stay steady. "We''ll talk when I''m ready."


    She looked like she wanted to argue, but she didn''t. She just nodded slowly, her lips trembling into a sad smile. Calvin shifted beside her, his gaze flicking to me with concern. I could tell he wanted to say something too, maybe to plead with me, but Mother gently rested her hand on his arm, stopping him.


    I stood, smoothing my hands down my dress. "Thank you both foring," I said softly. "But I think I''ve had enough for today."


    "Olivia—" Calvin began, but I didn''t let him finish.


    "Goodbye," I said firmly, turning before they could see the tears threatening to fall.


    I walked out of the living room, my footsteps echoing faintly down the hall. The moment I reached Lennox''s door, my chest ached again, that familiar pain that never really went away.


    I pushed the door open and slipped inside, closing it quietly behind me. The air was still thick with his scent. My body moved on its own, straight to the bed.


    Iy down and pulled his nket over me, burying my face into it. The tears I''d been holding back finally spilled, soaking the fabric that still smelled faintly of him.


    "I miss you," I whispered into the silence. "I miss you so much."


    I wiped my tears quickly, though my chest still ached. I thought I was alone, but the door opened softly behind me.


    "Olivia?"


    Selene''s voice was calm and concerned. She stepped inside. She looked tired but worried for me.


    I sat up slowly, brushing the nket off my shoulders. "Selene?"


    She smiled faintly. "I came to tell you goodbye."


    My heart sank. "You''re leaving?"


    She nodded. "Yes. I''m going back home. It''s time I returned." She walked closer and stopped at the edge of the bed. "I wanted to thank you before I left, for saving my life, Olivia. If it weren''t for you, I wouldn''t be here."


    I shook my head, my throat tightening. "You don''t have to thank me."


    Selene smiled softly. "Maybe. But still, I''m d I met you. You showed me who you really are and why you deserve the special abilities."


    I looked down, my fingers curling around the nket. "Special abilities?" I said quietly. "Yet I couldn''t bring Lennox back."


    She reached out and touched my hand gently. "You did your best. Don''t beat yourself up for it."


    Her words made my eyes sting again. She gave my hand a soft squeeze before continuing. "I know you''re hurting, Olivia. I can see it. But don''t lose hope. Lennox will wake up. I can feel it, and you should too. You just need to be patient."


    My lips trembled, and I could barely whisper. "I don''t know how much longer I can wait."


    Selene smiled again. "As long as it takes. Love like yours doesn''t fade. It waits."


    I blinked, trying to hold back more tears. "Thank you," I whispered.


    She nodded, her eyes softening. "Take care of yourself, and of that little life growing inside you. That''s your light now."


    And with that, she turned toward the door and left.


    As she left, I looked up at therge portrait of Lennox and whispered, "Maybe she was right. Lennox, I''ll wait for you."