Chapter 73 - 72 Breakdown and Bond
Olivia froze, as different emotions swirled in her eyes. ’What is this feeling? I feel like I’m not alone for the first time in my life, the feeling of being seen and cared for... It feels so warm... so good.’ Olivia’s thoughts came in waves.
Her cheeks became wet. She didn’t know why, but she just wanted to cry, to pour all her distress, her pain, her frustration, and anger out.
Her shoulders trembled. Her lips quivered. She couldn’t hold herself together anymore. Her legs threatened to give her away. She had never felt this insulted in her entire life—the feeling of being helpless, like a crying wolf. Her body shuddered at the thought of what almost happened.
Her breath came out in gasps, her heart contracting from pain and panic, her eyes shut closed, as her whole body seemed to remember the trauma it went through.
Her lips hurt from any slight movement—an evidence of her being one step away from assault.
"It’s okay, let it all out. I’m here for you," Lucian’s warm breath brushed against her ears. And as if the last string she was holding on to was broken, she began to wail.
Her hand shakily tugged at Lucian’s clothes. She buried her head in his chest, staining his clothes with tears and snot.
Lucian didn’t say any more words, his hand gently patted her back. His eyes burned, reflecting her pain.
He slowly lifted his hand, forming a protective barrier around them. A flaming beam cracked loose from the ceiling, but Lucian’s barrier deflected it. The fire roared, spreading out from the room to other rooms, and along the corridors.