The Beginning Of All Sins

Tyler remained calm. He quickly grabbed something to cover Olivia’s body. “Go to the bathroom.”

However, as she moved, she noticed that she was bleeding, which caused her to pale.

Tyler frowned in concern. He promptly reached out to hold her, and she fell into his embrace.

“What happened?” he asked, worried that he might have hurt her.

It took her a moment to respond, given the situation. “I–I’m on my period,” she finally said, realizing it was the first day of her menstrual cycle.

Tyler gently cupped her face, looking relieved that it wasn’t something more serious.

Olivia’s face was pale. She shut her eyes, annoyed that this happened.

Outside the door, Ana’s voice could be heard. “Aren’t you two up yet, Olivia?”

Tyler quickly composed himself and told Olivia, “Go wash up.”

She nodded and hurried to the bathroom, clutching the piece of clothing to her chest.

Meanwhile, Tyler saw the bloodstain on the bed and covered it with a blanket. He then got dressed,

opened the door, and found Ana waiting outside.

Ana seemed surprised to see him in the room and stammered, “Tyler, w–why are you here?”

He gave a curt response, “Anything?”

Ana took a quick glance at the messy room and noticed Tyler’s unbuttoned shirt. She replied, Nothing, I just wanted to get you and Olivia to eat.”

She then turned around and added, “I’ll wait for you downstairs. There’s no rush to eat.”

Tyler didn’t offer any further explanation. He simply closed the door after Ana left.

Olivia emerged from the bathroom after her shower, and Tyler was smoking a extinguished it when he saw her dressed.

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She hesitated as she stood near the bathroom door, looking preoccupied. With so many instances of intimacy and still no sign of pregnancy, she began to doubt if she was infertile again. Her period today and the phone call from Naomi had dealt a harsh blow to her hopes.

Tyler could sense her thoughts and said, “Come here.” He hadn’t bothered to button up his sleeves, and his muscular arms were exposed.

Olivia walked to him, feeling guilty and filled with self–blame. “I’m sorry.” She smelled fresh from

her shower.

Tyler grabbed her hand and pulled her in after smelling that, her lower abdomen pressing against his chest as he caressed her backside. “Pregnancy is a matter of fate. We can’t rush it,” he reassured her.

“But can Naomi wait forever? How am I supposed to tell her…” Olivia trailed off, unsure how to handle Naomi’s potential disappointment.

Frowning, Tyler hugged her tightly and whispered, “Having a child is a lengthy process. It can’t happen overnight.”

She hung her head in thought, her face reflecting her disappointment and uncertainty.