Chapter 209: Too Hopeful
Olivia shook her head, her small fists clenched at her sides. "No, Oriana, I do not want to give up on my dreams. They tell me things... true things."
Oriana blinked, confused, her brows knitting together. "But dreams are not real, Oli. Mama says they’re just our imagination. And yours, make you cry. Do you not want to sleep soundly like us?"
"I do. But I am not ready to give up what is mine in exchange. What if i forgot them?," Olivia insisted quietly, her voice trembling with conviction. "I see things before they happen. I see people I have never met. It’s not just sleeping. It’s... it’s something else."
Before Oriana could respond, a soft rustle of skirts approached. Their mother appeared, her face pale and drawn, lips pressed into a thin line. She knelt before Olivia, her hands gently cupping the girl’s face.
"Sweetheart," she whispered, brushing tangled hair from Olivia’s brow. "The healer is waiting. She will help you. You don’t have to carry this alone."
Tears welled up in Olivia’s eyes. "I don’t want a healer, Mama. I know what I am. I see it in my dreams. I feel it in my chest the powers that I have. But you want to hide it and snatch it from me."
A long silence followed as they both stared at each other. Then her mother closed her eyes, shoulders slumping.
"We do not need to be one anymore, Olivia. One day you will understand me. But for now, you are too young to handle them." she murmured, almost to herself. "And i am not snatching them, one day they would return to you. One day, when you need them. I promise."
Olivia shook her head. "I will learn if you teach me." b