Chapter 161

Olivia was still tossing and turning that night, clearly unwilling to let things go as she shared the bed with Elsie. Elsie had finally started to doze off, only to have her drowsiness completely ruined by Olivia’s constant shifting. She let out a soft sigh, “Can’t sleep? Why not head out and count how many fish are in the pond?” “Ask your cat, it probably already knows,” Olivia grumbled. Then she rolled over, propped herself up on her elbows, and stared at Elsie. “So there’s really nothing you can do about his uncle? I feel sick just thinking about how he got away with it.” Elsie went quiet for a second. “We can’t find him. And even if we did, with no evidence… there’s no way to prove he did it.” She knew exactly who was behind it all, and yet there was nothing she could do. That frustrated helplessness—it made everything harder to swallow. “But seeing you like this just hurts,” Olivia muttered, punching the mattress. “How is it fair that he caused your parents’ deaths and now you and