chapter one hundred and eighty-four

Olivia's POV

"I want answers," I repeat the same phrase from a few seconds ago.

"Olivia, darling, you already have them, at least from my side."

"What do you mean by that?" I ask.

"I think I'm not the appropriate person to tell you family secrets, at least not now."

"You call yourself a twin sister..."

"I am your mother's twin sister," she alters her voice.

"Then I want to see your arm."

"Julie, I won't tolerate any more time wasted. If we're going to work together, I need you to trust me."

"I'll trust you after I get the answer I want," I insist.

She approaches me, sits beside me, and starts squeezing her fingers against her hand.

"You're not dumb, dear," she stares at me, "You know I'm not your mother, she wouldn't spend a day near you without hugging you after all these years."

The tone in her voice was completely different. A bit threatening, or rather, frightening.

"How can I trust someone who talks to me like this? Of course, you're not my mother; my mother wouldn't have that pe