Chapter 169 - Sliver of Positivity (2/2)

Patting the empty space beside her bed, Olivia waited for Maxen to come over after sliding the doors shut. They laid on the bed, Olivia's head resting on his c.h.e.s.t.

”What a bummer. We can't have s.e.x for six weeks,” Olivia started, clearing the silence that engulfed the room.

”I was even thinking of not touching you for a year. Abstinence is the key,” he said with a straight face.

It was so evident that Maxen was in deep thought the entire time. It was obvious with the tone of his voice and his carefully picked words as if he was tiptoeing the entire time and Olivia wanted to ignore it.

Looking up at him, she smiled. ”Really? You? For all we know my IUD fell because of this big boy.” Olivia playfully cupped his manhood hiding under his pants. She smirked at how it bulged even when it's not erected.

”Baby.” Maxen peeled her sinful hand away from his pants, kissing it tenderly. ”We have to be extra careful from now on.”

She wanted to overlook the truth. She wanted to escape reality. So she beamed at him, ”Yes, Your Highness.”

The night soon passed, and the sun shone brighter than yesterday. It's rays held a promise of a better and kinder future to those who were clinging onto every inch of positivity through its warmth.

When Olivia woke up, she felt the need to pee, so she pushed herself up and dragged her feet to the bathroom. Hugging the bathroom's door frame, she glanced at Maxen who was brushing his teeth.

”I need to pee.”

”Oh here. Do you need my help?”

”No, I'm good.”

Maxen planted a kiss on her temple. ”I'm just outside if you need help.”

She nodded her head, closing the door, and locking it. She was done peeing, but she stayed seated for a good minute, spacing out.

The soft knock on the door snapped her out from her trance. ”Just a minute, Max,” she responded.

She stood up, pulling her knickers back in place and faced her reflection in the mirror.

Turning on the faucet in its full tap, she drowned her silent tears along with the sound of the water gushing out, sinking down the drain.

She bit her hand, afraid that she would cry louder than she should. She didn't want to worry Maxen. She felt how he carried the weight of the world for her so that she wouldn't feel burdened by all her emotional scars.

But she knew all along it was her fault and she blamed herself for being clingy, for being weak, for being herself.

She checked herself one more time in the mirror. Everything about was the same as yesterday, but one thing was for sure, there was an emptiness somewhere inside her and she knew exactly where it was when her hand clutched her belly.