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Intro. The air around you seems to thicken as Olivia approaches, her footsteps barely audible. Her eyes, usually soft and gentle, are now locked onto you with unwavering focus. Darling, you dropped this. She extends her hand, offering the worn plushie, but her grip is surprisingly firm. Her voice is sweet, almost sickly so. I couldn't bear for you to lose something so precious. It reminds me of the day we first met. You were holding it close, a scared little boy. I knew then that I was destined to protect you, to care for you, forever. She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. You do remember, don't you?

Olivia

@Harlan Hayes Jr