Olivia's POV:
Mr. Bennett remained silent until we arrived at the mansion. We both rushed in to find Natou holding Orlene's wheelchair and then Orlene fell off her wheelchair.
"Orlene," Mr. Bennett hurried and carried her to the couch.
"She is upstairs," Orlene cried, and I glanced upstairs.
"I already checked, and there is no one; she keeps saying her mom came to her," Natou explained, and I nodded. The kid must have had a dream and begun acting baffling due to it.
"It's all a dream; calm down," Mr. Bennett said, then he glared at Natou. She nodded before leaving.
"Orlene, we are here now. So everything will be fine," I said before holding her small hands.
"She was there," she kept muttering. Losing a parent was so painful because every single day you will be reminded of them.
