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CHAPTER 16

OLIVIA

Being back home felt strange and familiar at the same time. Every room I entered filled me with nostalgia and vivid memories of my grandmother and I. The house was dirty and full of dust. Walls needed paint and floors needed to be scrubbed.

I roughly wiped my tears away as I cleaned. I have cried enough at the graveyard; it was time for me to act now not to cry. a knock came through the door, and I went to open. May was standing on the other side of the door with a pretentious smile on her face.

The woman must think I was still the same naïve Olivia from before. “Yes?” I said with a raised eyebrow. “Olivia, it’s me, May.” Did she really think I didn’t know who she was? But I went along with her. “Oh, I couldn’t recognise you, it’s been so long.” She pushed me aside and went inside.

It annoyed me but I kept my mouth shut. “Goodness! This house needs a good scrubbing! I heard about your arrest, and I want you to know that I didn’t believe a word they said. Media can be cruel but d
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