Chapter 202

Olivia was peeling an apple when she saw her walk in. She immediately set down the fruit knife. "What's wrong? You look awful." She leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "Did the doctor say something bad?" Calliope forced a smile. "No, it's nothing. The doctor said my mom's doing really well. At this pace, she could be discharged in a month or two." But Olivia knew her too well-one glance, and she could tell that smile was fake. Without another word, she pulled Calliope out to the balcony. "Be real. Did the doctor really say that?" The breeze picked up, brushing loose strands of hair across Calliope's face. She gave a small nod. "She really is improving. A lot of it's thanks to the medical team Damon brought in." But ever since her mom woke up, Damon hadn't shown up once. Well, whatever. She rubbed her aching temples, eyes quietly clouded with worry. "Liv, let me ask you something. If someone stole my work, even won an award with it, but I've got no proof at all-how do I get my rights