OLIVIA.
Two days went by, and Axel stayed completely out of sight, which didn’t bother me. I didn’t see his face, but his voice always roared and filtered into my ears.
Always in command. It was either that he was yelling at the staff or Rosa had done something he’d warned her against.
Usually, I was the reason he yelled at Rosa. And the poor woman always complained to me after he scolded her.
Which I couldn’t care less about.
After what Nelly said to me, I couldn’t look at Axel the same way. All the butterflies I once felt in my stomach for him died. I replaced them with hatred.
It was sunny outside. My room was suffocating and stuffy. I’d spent two days inside, desperately trying to stay locked away while avoiding him.
But I was exhausted.
I was exhausted by the mansion, the room
