#Chapter 122: Who Ollie Really Is

Ollie’s POV To the caretaker, Sylvia says, “You are giving me a gift, keeping her alive long enough for me to see her like this.” “I thought you would enjoy this,” Caretaker Stephens says. “But remember the location is also important. Outside, she didn’t remember me at first. Now, buried here, her spirit will never be able to forget.” Sylvia and I have never gotten along. She always thought less of me, always wanted me to be her servant. She resented me for every second the brothers spent with me before she came into our lives. That hatred is difficult for her to let go. Yet even with that disgust of hers, even as she plotted my humiliation and carried out plans to embarrass myself and lose the brothers respect, I never thought she would actually want me dead. How very naïve I have been to think that, I could see now. She is as unhinged as the caretaker, and there’s no way I can get out of here. Yet, even as fear races through me and the feeling of helplessness threatens