OLIVIA

The last two weeks were the best moment of my life—in the mansion, of course.

I laughed often, played and danced in the sun and under the rain, like the fairytale Isabella always read to me in books.

It was fun, honestly. And something I didn’t want to end anytime.

I knew that I had doubts before, but Axel had completely given me no reasons to worry or question anything.

My mother was getting better, and we communicated frequently over the phone—Axel had gotten me one.

And as ...