Chapter 8: Rebuilding the Pieces
Two days later, Olivia was moved out of the ICU and into a private recovery room. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating her color returning to her cheeks. Arthur sat on the edge of her bed, telling her stories about Julian’s big car and the soft bed at the hotel.
Julian walked in holding a bouquet of fresh yellow roses—Olivia’s favorite. Olivia looked at him, her eyes soft. ""Thank you, Julian,"" she said softly. ""Not just for the medical care... but for taking care of our son.""
""He saved us both, Liv,"" Julian replied, setting the flowers on the nightstand. ""We have eight years of lost time to make up for. But I want us to do it together—if you’ll let me back into your life."" Olivia reached out, her fingers warm as she took his hand. ""We never stopped loving you, Julian.""
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