"Mom, Mommy," in the lawn, the little girl staggers forward with her arms open, behind the drawing board, the woman finally looks up.
Her smile warm, eyebrows like willows, her delicate nose perfectly shaped, lips full and rosy, her large eyes filled with tenderness, and her waist-length hair fluttering in the wind...
"Baby, slow down, Mommy is drawing you..."
"Mom..." A murmured whisper escaped, and Olivia Zane finally saw the woman’s face clearly, just like the photo in the phone, young, beautiful, and optimistic.
Birds chirped cheerily by her ears, very pleasant, and even with her eyes closed, Olivia Zane could feel the warmth enveloping her.
Slowly opening her eyes, what she saw was a thin, translucent veil, giving a misty feeling, and she herself was lying in bed, dressed in a white gauzy dress, looking very ethereal.
The chirping of birds still rang in her ears, surrounded by veils as far as the eye could see, Olivia Zane frowned slightly, was she... in Paradise now?
While in a daze, she heard Ariana Evans saying, they were going to swap her heart for Nathan Moore... She had felt something was off from the start and wanted to leave, but those two blocked the door, then a pain in the back of her neck left her powerless...
Taking a breath, Olivia Zane’s lips curved slightly, being in Paradise was good, for she could reunite with her mother, not just in dreams anymore.
After all, no one really cared about her when she was alive...
Her relaxed eyebrows furrowed again, due to the handsome face that appeared before her.
Olivia Zane frowned unhappily, "Nathan Moore, how come even in Paradise you can’t leave me alone!"
Although she said so, Olivia Zane’s lips were still lifted, even though at the final decision, Nathan Moore chose Nathan over her, at least, he was willing to come to Paradise with her.
That was good too, the two of them quarreling and bickering, wouldn’t feel lonely.
A heavy feeling on her forehead, flicked by the distinctively knuckled fingers of Nathan Moore, a light laugh sounded, and the man in light-colored casual clothes then sat beside her on the bed.
"Where did you get the idea that this is Paradise?"
Olivia Zane propped herself up on her elbows, her beautiful brows tightening, "If not Paradise... could it be hell?" But hell shouldn’t be this beautiful, with veils everywhere, the scent of flowers and birdsongs...
She sniffed again, clearly inhaling the fragrance of flowers, she wasn’t wrong.
"Silly woman." A sigh accompanied by light laughter, her body feeling weightless, already tightly held by the man sitting beside the bed, chests pressed close together, Olivia Zane frowned and held her breath, listening intently.
She seemed... to hear the sound of a heartbeat, thumping loudly... Could it be that one could still hear their heartbeat after death? But her heart was clearly given to Nathan, even in Paradise, she was supposed to be a heartless Angel.
"Do you feel unwell anywhere?" Nathan Moore’s voice sounded beside her ear, then his warm lips gently licked the center of her ear.
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Shouldn’t one be cold and without warmth after death? How could she feel warmth?
"Nathan Moore, I!" Perhaps the movement was too abrupt, just as she pushed Nathan Moore’s shoulders away, everything darkened before her eyes, and Olivia Zane closed her eyes, clutching her forehead.
"Where does it hurt, tell me, I’ll call a doctor." Nathan Moore asked concernedly, as Olivia Zane slowly opened her eyes, looking at the anxious man before her, she asked suspiciously, "Nathan Moore, where are we now?"
It shouldn’t be Paradise, if it were Paradise, she shouldn’t still feel dizzy, because Angels are supposed to be carefree and healthy.