Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 86

Ethan took a furtive glance around the apartment. It wasn’t big, but he could feel Olivia’s presence in every corner.

When he noticed the baby crib in her room, he remembered that it was the only thing she’d taken with her when she’d left him. As the realization washed over him, his heart turned into a jumbled mess.

After seeing her jump off the building that day, he’d come to realize one thing.

He’d followed after her without hesitation, which made him understand that he couldn’t stop loving her no matter how much he hated her.

His love and hate were intertwined. They fused into a prickly bramble full of thors, coiling tightly around the two of them. It was as though the more he pushed her off into the dark, the closer he got to the edge of a cliff himself.

Ethan picked up a soft toy on the bed. Olivia had always hugged it to make herself sleep for countless nights in the past two

years.

that incident hadn’t happened, he would have been a good husband to Olivia and a good father to their child. Every

couldn’t make himself leave her for

Olivia finally felt better after some time. She slowly pushed herself off the ground and walked to the living

time. Yet when she raised her head to look around the house, she spotted him

held it between two fingers. It seemed that his

he was still here. Was he

across her face at that thought, and she went to get herself a glass of water to

her feet on the floor as she approached him. “Should we do it here or on the bed?” she

from the cigarette to stare at her sickly face, then exhaled slowly, forming a

go to sleep if you’re not thinking of doing it,” Olivia told him blankly. She

have a good rest. She went into her

lightly to make the ashes fall as he watched her disappear behind the door. This

he’d wanted.