Oliver's father side
Olivers P.O.V
As the girl met my sons and was terified what i would do she froze,pale,petrified....of me.... I couldn't bear it any longer. Well time to get the room set,right dearie. I saw a tear drip down her face, she looked into my blue and pink eyes she locked hers there and said "How could you..." The words stung coming from her. I cared for her like she was my own, I couldnt even bring myself to kill her I had a chance i ignored it,but.....why? Francious arrived at the wrong time.
TIME SKIP 6:30pm
As she hadn't said a word i got worried. "Poppet" i called" i never meant to hurt you,I mean i...i love you like a father, i had a chance but i dint take it cant you see?" she stared at me. "So.... you thought of hurting me?" her tone was shakey. "At first, but then i saw the child in your eyes the way they gleamed at me, like a daughter,like a ....family member."
"PUKE!!!" Al screamed Mattie hit him and just like that the boys broke into a fight. "BOYS ENOUGH" they didnt listen. She got up from her seat walked over to Al....and.....Slapped him.
Readers P.O.V.
As He had lied to me, I was shocked... was I just another victim of his game of chess...a..pawn..but why? I felt betrayed as you make yourway from the counter to a table, Oliver tries to convince you ,you dont listen well but you hear him say "I love you....like a daughter" Your heart melts but you cant trust him. A guy who plucked you from your happy life to live a lie...to live...with him. I couldnt believe it i..felt the Same.... His husband francious came. One week till Mothers day. I hear Oliver talk about it and i wanted to make him something.
TIME SKIP 6 days later.
Oliver went out to the market. It was my turn to do something for him. As soon as he left i went to the CLEAN non-blood soaked kitchen. I made him a NORMAL cake with butterscotch fiiling (His favorite) and Buttermilk frosting. Once Oliver was back I was excited to show him. "Poppet, you here,Poppet?" Ha called. "Suprise" I cheered and he was....confused.
I explained to him it was normal, not poisoned, not chopped-and-filled with.....you know. He was crying "Ollie are...you..OK?" I hugged him. He wrapped his bear-like arms around me,"I love you Poppet" he whispered
"Just one thing.." he whispered "SMILE"
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