Olivia's POV
After shouting Thea's name softly, the woman didn't hear me at all. Making my body even more limp by itself. My hopes were dashed. I really have to stay in this warehouse for a while.
"It's okay, Oliv. It's only for one day, right? Tomorrow morning I can take my kids away," my monologue soothed myself.
I back away from the door, I guess this is my way, Thea won't be able to help me because she's looking for me somewhere else. I walked towards my sleeping children.
"You guys are so good, even though I knew you were disturbed and cold, you still slept well."
I muttered as I rubbed them gently. I couldn't help but cry when I saw their innocent faces sleeping between the folds of cardboard and blankets I had brought. My heart was breaking, if it was about my children.
"Mrs. Elle, you're so heartless!" I muttered hoarsely through my tears.
