#Chapter 285: Hidden Away

Olivia The aftermath of the battle lingered heavily in the villa. Scattered relics of our life lay in disarray, a stark contrast to the once orderly and warm environment. A sense of vulnerability hung in the air, a feeling I had never associated with our home before. The walls that had once been a canvas of shared memories now bore the scars of a brutal invasion. The sense of dread intensified as Nathan and I frantically tore through the villa. Every room, every hidden corner, seemed emptier than the last. The delicate scent of baby powder mingled with the acrid stench of destruction, an agonizing juxtaposition. Crumpled blankets, tiny shoes, and the muted colors of baby toys lay strewn around, adding to the chaos of our shattered sanctuary. “Nathan, what if…” My voice wavered, the weight of the reality of the situation beginning to bear down on me. “What if Ryan took them?” Nathan shot me a look, both fierce and reassuring. “We’ll turn