Chapter Eighty-Three

Olivia's POV

While I stood and watched him from behind for a while before going to sit on the bed.

The sharp pain came again.

Oh, God! It was so painful.

I shut my eyes and held my tummy tight. I've never felt something like that before.

Am I alright?

Do I need to go to the hospital?

But I can't go to the hospital until I figure out the truth about my father's murder. I can't tell who or where the danger lies yet.

I couldn't risk my child's safety for anything.

Perhaps I'd give the good Doctor a phone call, later.

The pain subsided and I opened my eyes to see Kurt staring keenly at me.

Oh, Goddess!

“Are you okay?” He asked with a crumpled look.

“Y…Yes,” I replied with my eyes fixed on the floor.

Hold on; he just spoke to me!

He did!

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him as he turned back to the mirror to finish up his arrangement.

Kurt spoke to me!

He asked if I was okay!

Unbelievable!

He rounded up and took two of his phones from the table, leaving one behind.

He walked past me an