Chapter 7
âIf you still find this weird, you can try treating me as a friend.â
A friend? Would friends sleep together? Olivia had no idea how to
navigate this situation at all.
Tyler had been waiting for her response quietly.
Olivia knew that Naomi couldn't wait any longer, and Mrs. Jones
wouldn't allow her to drag this out. She felt as if she were standing at
the edge of a cliff with nowhere to run.
The previous two times had been very traumatizing for her. She had
trembled for a long time, struggling to breathe. Finally, she managed to
squeeze out two words, seemingly in compromise, Got it.â
Tyler only responded flatly after a while, un
I'll send you home later.â
He didn't linger after saying that, perhaps thinking that the conversation
had come to an end. He turned around and went back into the ward.
Olivia clenched her hands that dangled at her sides.
Inside the ward, a nurse was taking care of Naomi, who looked beaten
down by the news and had lost her appetite.
Mrs. Jones was panicking, and she appeared relieved when she saw
Tyler enter. âTyler...â
Tyler knew what she was going to say and ignored her, choosing to sit
next to the bed and comfort Naomi instead. âMaybe you should eat
something that you find delicious? You have to eat, no matter
what.â
Naomi was currently undergoing treatment, and proper nutrition was
important.
She shook her head. âI don't feel like eating.
âWe have porridge. I'll feed you,â he offered.
âWhy did this happen to me, Tyler?â Naomi looked sad and held his
hand.
As he reached for the porridge, he gently took her hand and reassured
her, âDonât worry, I'll handle it. Okay?â Warmth and care filled his face.
Naomi responded, âOkay, I'll eat some.â Only then did she calm down
and start cooperating with him. as he fed her the porridge.
Meanwhile, Olivia stood at the door, watching her sister's reliance on
Tyler and his evident love and care for her.
Her thoughts drifted to Jacob. When she had been unwell, she would
also depend on him. Unfortunately, those moments were a thing of the
past, never to return.
She couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy for her sister, and that envy
weighed heavily on her.
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At six in the evening, Olivia left the hospital with Tyler. The car ride
home was filled with silence.
As the car moved, Olivia realized that they were not heading to the
Jonesâ residence. She looked at Tyler, who didn't offer an explanation
but instead asked, âAre you hungry? Let's grab something to
Patâ
Unease settled over Olivia once again. She gripped her seatbelt and
said awkwardly, âI'm not hungry, thank you.â
âAlright,â Tyler replied flatly.
The car continued to move, and it eventually pulled over after an
unknown period of time. Olivia had no idea where they were. It was
dark and quiet, with no one in sight.
She wore a dress that day and felt a little cold. The sound of cicadas
filled the air. She had a sense of what might happen.
Tyler sat in silence after the car came to a stop, while Olivia's heart
pounded so hard it felt like it might burst.
In the next moment, he hugged her. As this happened, she curled up
like a startled bird, her hands pressed against her arms.
Their breathing quickened, and they both began to pant. Neither of
them spoke, and the scent of sandalwood grew closer.
His lips were inches away from hers, and he sensed how tense she
was. âI know you're scared. Relax.â
She wanted to run, she truly did. However, in this confined space, she
managed to control herself.
He whispered into her ear, âCome closer, donât be scared.â
With little experience in such matters, Olivia struggled to adjust. She
could only follow his instructions, relaxing her body and resting her
face on his shoulder.
Her breath was chaotic. At that moment, he grabbed her waist, bringing
them even closer.
Both of them were now panting, and amidst the chaos, he called out
softly, âOlivia.â
She was confused as to why he was calling her, her mind in disarray.
âSit up straight.â
She was unwilling to do that. Their breathing grew increasingly ragged,
to the point where they couldn't distinguish whose breath belonged to
whom.
Tyler waited and waited, but Olivia refused to cooperate. It seemed like
he lost his patience as he kissed her lips.
The familiar sensation overwhelmed her, and she couldn't help but
wonder how two people who hardly knew each other could be so
intimate.