chapter one hundred and eighty.

Olivia's POV

I felt completely lost. That's how I found myself, unable to move, feeling the ground tremble beneath my feet. What to believe in? How was that possible? At first, I had no reaction, I froze. I could hardly breathe, then she started talking and talking. There was no time for me to ask anything; she already provided the answers. It was as if she could read my mind. After handing me some papers she referred to as evidence, she turned her back and left. My mother had a twin sister, and I never knew. How did my father never discover this? Emotion overwhelmed me; I was bewildered. I wanted at least to have hugged her, smelled her perfume. To be sure she wasn't my mother. But of course, the embrace would only leave me with more doubts. What if I just stood face to face with my mother and didn't embrace her, letting her go? No. Impossible. My mother would never do something like this; she loved us, I'm sure of it. I couldn't think much, and the only thing I managed to do was dia