Elijah
"I didn’t permit you to return here," I said coldly, my voice steady, though inside I was anything but. I had not expected her to come back now—if ever.
Olivia’s smile was tight, revealing nothing of the turmoil I felt at her presence.
"I just want to talk."
I glanced toward Agnes and Thea as Agnes carried her away. Thea, clearly frightened, hid her face in Agnes’s shoulder. I was grateful for Agnes’s presence in this moment, to protect Thea by carrying her away without me even having to ask.
And I hated the way Olivia’s very existence seemed to cast a shadow over our little family.
Reluctantly, I nodded. “We will go speak in the study,” I told Olivia firmly.
Once we were alone, Olivia wasted no time.
"After giving birth to Thea, I suffered from severe postpartum depres
