The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia sensed that something was amiss with Naomi. “What’s wrong, Naomi?” She knew that Tyler and Naomi had been having a dispute but believed they were on good terms since Tyler mentioned visiting her recently.

Naomi confided, “I know he must still be mad at me.‘

Olivia thought Tyler might be sleeping with her the past two nights out of spite. Trying to comfort her, she replied, “Don’t worry. I don’t think he’s really mad at you.

“Hmm, okay,” Naomi responded, “Go to class, Olivia.”

With no more to say, Olivia agreed, “Okay.”

As she was about to hang up, Naomi surprisingly asked, “Oh, Olivia, did you guys do it the past few days?”

Caught off guard by the question, Olivia hesitated and then answered honestly, “We… did.”

There was silence from Naomi’s end, making Olivia unsure of how she felt about it.

Eventually, Naomi politely stated, “Okay, don’t worry. Go on with your thing.”

The phone call left Olivia feeling uneasy. She decided to send Tyler a text once she reached her

classroom.

“Tyler, have you not made up with Naomi?” She held her phone tightly after sending the message, feeling drained amidst the classroom chatter.

Worried about the situation, Olivia visited the hospital after school. When she arrived at the ward, she was taken aback.

Inside, Tyler was present, and Naomi was sobbing while hugging him. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Olivia was relieved to see that Tyler wasn’t mad at Naomi since his love for her was evident. Nothing. was more important than their happiness.

She silently observed from the doorway, and Tyler eventually noticed her. Their eyes met briefly, and she quietly departed.

He remained standing there after her departure, his gaze cast downwards, his expression filled with melancholy as he observed Naomi.

When Olivia arrived home, Tyler was still out. He was only home when it was close to 1 A.M. He must. have been with Naomi at the hospital.

She walked out of the room when she heard the sound in the corridor. They happened to see each other.

Taking the initiative, she inquired, “You’ve made up with Naomi, right?” Concern and care were

evident in her voice.

It was late, so he looked tired. His response was concise, “Mm–hmm, we’re fine. She likes to act up sometimes, that’s all.”

Olivia was relieved to hear that. “That’s great.”

However, Tyler’s expression quickly turned cold, and he curtly added, “Okay, go to bed. Leave me be.”

Sensing his coldness, Olivia stood there, nodding silently.

Tyler brushed past her and returned to his room without so much as a glance in her direction. The scent of disinfectant from Naomi’s hospital room lingered on him.

Olivia returned to her room while repressing what she was feeling. Standing in the dark room, she couldn’t help but feel the urge to cry.