118: I'd Like To See You Try.

André's POV

When I returned home from my meeting, I realised that the mansion felt cold and solemn. I hadn't seen Olivia. I asked one of the maids where she was, but they told me that she hadn't left my room all day.

I was worried, and soon, I began to feel a terrible sinking feeling in my heart--something was wrong with Olivia.

I dashed up the stairs to our room, and when I opened the door, Olivia was curled on the bed, sobbing loudly into a pillow.

I closed the door softly behind me and approached her gently. I couldn't tell if she knew that I was in the room, but I lowered myself to the bed and looked at her sadly, thinking of the best way to comfort her.

I pulled the pillow away from her and stroked her hair softly, but it didn't quell the crying.

"What is wrong, princess? Why are you crying?"

She sobbed even louder, and I decided not to ask anymore until she calmed down. I lay beside her and pulled her into a soft embrace, allowing her to sob on my chest and listen to my soothi