A/N:
*Olivia pov*
"I think we need to talk." he suggests gently, I nod.
"Okay." I say, sniffling a bit.
"You wanna explain to me what happened back there?" He asks camly. He doesn't sound mad, or judgemental, just... concerned.
"I just... I don't know.... I just lost it." I say, feeling myself getting worked up again. He places a hand softly on my arm.
"Hey, shhh it's alright sweetie, I'm not anrgy at you. I just want to help fix the problem okay?" He says with a smile. I nod.
"Now, do you know why you lost it?" He asks, I sigh.
"Becasue you gave me up, and now that I come back you all of a sudden try to act like parents?" I mumble bitterly, he frowns and looks away.
"Oh, I see." He says queitly, I feel tear beign to from in my eyes again.
"You gave me up, like I was nothing to you. Why? Why didn't you want me?" I ask tears falling freely and my voice breaking.
His head snaps up, and he pulls me into a tight hug.
"Y-You left me." I sob into his neck.
"I know honey. I'm so sorry you have every right to upset with us." He whispers.
"Why did you give me up?" I whimper.
"Baby, we wanted to keep you. Believe me we did. Your mothers health was going from bad to worse. The doctors were all but demanding we give you up for adoption" He explains, still holding onto me tightly.
We sit like this for a few minutes, until I've cried myself dry, then I take a deep breath as we break apart.
"Are you alright sweetie?" He asks, I nod.
"Yeah, I'm feeling better now." I say with a soft smile.
"Good. Now honey, feel free to go back and stay with your adoptive father, if that's what you want to do." He tells me, I blink.
"You're okay with it?" I ask, he nods.
"Of corse We just want you to be happy" He says senearily.
"Thanks...dad." I say with a smile that he returns. I've never reffered to him as dad before, but it felt right.
We hug one last time, and he exits the room. I push myself off the bed and go back to packing for the trip back to the states.
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I stand, suitcases in hand by the door. James is going to drive me to the airport so that I can head back to my adoptive fathers house. I'm actually really excited to see him.
I hear someone clear their throat, and I turn around, expecting to see James. In stead I find Karen.
I blink, she looks like her world has recently come to an end. I suddenly feel a massive storm of guilt overtake me, as she looks at the ground awkwardly.
"Sweetie I wanted to ap-" I cut her off by pulling her into a tight hug.
"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry about what I said. I didn't mean any of it." I whisper, holding on to her tightly. When we break apart, she smiles bu still looks upset.
"Before... I wasn't trying to..." She seems to be stuggling to get the right words out.
"I would never try to conrtol you, and of corse I want you to be happy. I just don't want to loose you a second time." She says quietly, looking away.
"You wont, I promise." I asure her.
