Revenge After Divorce (Olivia and Nick) novel Chapter 354

OLIVIA

I was holding tears the whole drive home. My chest burned and my heart was sore. Our families and those closest to us could deceive us sometimes. Tell us we were good, doing good, but they failed to point it out when we were doing wrong. When we were hurting those, we claimed to love.

No one told me I was being selfish, not my husband, father or my friend Ethan. No one asked, what about Lupita. No one asked how she was doing not even Nick, who I believed knew exactly what she was going through and decided to use her instead of helping her.

Instead of coming to me and telling me that she was suffering. My family chose to hide it from me, they chose to protect me instead of telling me what Lupita had done. I knew she did something and instead of telling me about it.

Thinking about where she was coming from and why she did it. they thought of me, how to protect me, forgot everything she had done for me and my son. For all of us. How she always stepped up when I couldn’t and took care of my children.

I knew they would argue that it was her job, but I beg to differ. They knew what she meant to me and yet no one said anything. I could have fixed things, but how could I when no one told me anything.

I didn’t blame them alone; I blamed myself too for only thinking of my pain and what I was going through and forgetting she was going through the same if not worse. She lost her grandmother and only everyone including myself could think about was how Xander kidnapped me.

When we drove in, my father, husband and Ethan were standing outside laughing and talking. Anger rose from the pit of my stomach as I watched them. happy with their lives and having a good time.

Did they even think about what Lupita was going through? I think not. Ethan spotted the car first and told the others and they turned to look. worry covered my husband and father’s faces. The car came to a stop in front of them.

I got out, “Get the kids.” That was all I said as I walked past them going into the house. I didn’t want to talk to them. not when I was that angry. One of them followed me, I didn’t know who and I didn’t care to look.

I went up the stairs taking them two at a time. When I got into my room, I closed the door right in his face. It was Ethan. “Olivia, what’s wrong?” I said nothing as I stripped and went into the shower.

I sat under the running water crying. I wasn’t only angry at them; I was angry with myself as well. Of how selfish I had been. My grandmother would be turning in her grave to learn that I had become that kind of person.