Olivia’s POV

Alexander’s words lingered in my mind, stirring a quiet emotion as I watched him. Vivian, holding Mia’s small hand, guided her into the mansion, the two of them chatting animatedly. Alexander and I trailed behind, stepping into the familiar grandeur of the Vaughn estate.

“It’s like nothing’s changed here,” I remarked, my eyes sweeping over the elegant interiors, still as pristine as I remembered.

“You know how Mom likes to keep things just as they are,” ...