Victoria Bella Volkov:

"No!... No!... Olivia… Hey!" I screamed, tapping her. She wasn't responding. She was slipping away—or should I say, she was already gone.

"Nana…"

"Nana…"

"Nana…"

"No!... Nana, please, please don't do this…"

The children started crying as Olivia dropped dead in my arms. She was cold, her pulse gone.

I looked at Vincenzo, but his expression was unreadable, as always.

"Hey, kids. It's alright… Nana just has a bad headache, okay?" he said, ...