Hunted 114
Chapter 114
Graceland’s POV:
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After Jonathan informed the rest of the family about my death, my brothers went silent. For the first time in all the years I had been with that family, I’m pretty sure I saw guilt on their faces. Cole even looked like he was about to cry. Brian was the first to speak.
“Jonathan, why didn’t you pull her out the kitchen?”
Jonathan looked up at Brian, faced completely drained of color.
“I…I honestly forgot she was in there. I didn’t hear her call for help.”
The brothers all sat in silence, and suddenly, Cole looked at Olivia. Whispering, he began
to speak.
“Livie, why didn’t you tell us she was still in the kitchen.
Olivia’s face instantly paled, she hadn’t expected him to ask her that. Trying to scramble for an answer, Jonathan soon jumped in for her defense.
“It’s not her fault Cole. It’s mine! I should have remembered she was in there, Livie could barely breath.”
Cole shot Jonathan a troubled look but then quickly went back into the normal routine of pampering Olivia.
“Sorry Livie.”
Cole whispered still looking at the house. I’ll always wonder what he truly wanted to say.
Noah spoke next, his words hitting my spirit like a train.
“It’s her fault. She should have spoken up.”
Everyone looked at Noah as if he had three heads, but no one dared to correct him. After Olivia was taken to the hospital with minor injuries, the family all discussed what happened. For a brief moment, Sharon looked sad, but her face instantly went back to its stoic expression. Callously, she spoke.
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“She never truly fit in this family; we’ll make sure she has a proper memorial.”
Looking at Jonathan, she continued.
“Jonathan, Olivia is pregnant. Marry my daughter before the child is born.”
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Without saying anything further, she got up and left. My father said nothing, he just looked at everyone and followed behind my mother.
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So, they all knew Jonathan was having an affair with Olivia, yet all those years accused me of being petty and paranoid. I could feel my spirit slowly starting to fade, perhaps these final blows were the last thing I needed in order to move on. The next thing I remembered was my funeral. Even at my memorial, all people could do was talk about how “brave” Olivia was. Some even suggested I started the fire myself. The entire time
however, no one spoke up for me. My brothers just stared at my picture while my mother
looked as if she had better things to do. And Jonathan, he just spent the entire time
consoling Olivia, who’d made sure to put on a superb act of the grieving sister. Too bad her little fan club didn’t know she was carrying her sister’s husband’s baby.
Through the entire thing, there was only two people that mourned me, Mr. and Mrs.
Christiansen of South Bay.
When they arrived at my memorial, I remember my family looking shocked. My father asked how they knew me, Mrs. Christiansen simply responded.
“She saved my life.”
And walked away. You have to understand, if the Rochesters were considered elite, the Christiansens were basically imperial. Responsible for almost 40 percent of the world’s currency and trade, the Christiansens were the richest family in the world. But don’t worry, I’ll explain how I know them later! Original content can be found at Find_Novel(.)net
After my memorial, I found myself waking up in my bed. I remembered leaping up in total disbelief! How could this have happened? Was I truly reborn! I climbed out my bed and went straight to the mirror. Which brings us to the current present. I wasn’t sure how I came back, but I was most certainly glad I did. I picked up my phone, the date was June 23rd, 2020. Two weeks before my 20th birthday and two months before my disastrous wedding.
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