Chapter 83 In The Shadows, A Monster Lurks

• Olivia
• Time passed, the cold days of later winter slipping into the warmer, fragrant air of early spring. The buds on the trees burst open more and more with each passing day, slowly filling the sky with the color of pink and purple blossoms.
• The biting ocean air turned into a gentle, comforting breeze, and soon the memories of my anger and hatred toward my ex were replaced by a profound love for the little life growing inside of my belly, which rooted itself there like the daffodils that sprang up from the ground.