XAVIER'S POV
"How do I look, Xavy?"
Olivia's loud voice filled the room. Mum had gotten the twins some new dresses and they were trying them on. Olivia twirled around in her blue dress as her giggles sounded like music to my ears.
This is the sound that I want to hear while taking my last breaths.
I smiled at her.
"You look beautiful, princess."
Her giggles got even louder as she yelled a thank you and ran back to her room. Olivia's always been the loud one. Ever since the beginning, you would hear Olivia's squeals around the house.
I plugged my earphones in, as my phone streamed some random music I was playing earlier. As soon as I closed my eyes, Ophelia flooded my mind. Her laughs, sarcastic remarks, the spark in her eyes, and her smiles.
I remembered how she rested her head against mine. A sense of warmth engulfed me as I recall how it felt to hold her in my arms. When your mind isn't a stable place, you find yourself holding on to fleeting moments.
