Olivia's POV:
When I descended the stairs and went downstairs, I heard Mr. Wren's voice cut through the air as he stood at the door entrance in the living room.
"Mark, what has come over you? Did you really think that you can cut off your mother and me from mind-linking you?" He demanded in a sharp tone.
"Dad, good morning. I don't have the time for this," Mark replied calmly. "Olivia and I are going to the hospital now, for her check-up."
Due to my encounter with Mark, I had forgotten that my head was wrapped in bandages. It had loosened the previous night, and I had even taken it off due to my restless sleeping, and washed my head as a result of it.
The bandage must be in Mark's bedroom, probably on the floor.
Glancing at me, Mr. Wren stepped into the living room of his son's house
