Wasn’t It What He Wanted?

The phone fell from Olive's hand onto the floor.

He was still, gazing into nothing with a horrified look on his face.

"O-Olive, is something wrong? Why do you look like that?" Lucien asked. They were all staring at him having been with him while he was on call with Valentine. They just had no idea what Valentine must have told him to suddenly; make him stand up from his chair with such a horrified expression.

Olive didn't respond but turned around storming up the stairs. They hurried after him.

He tramped towards Loui's room and without even knocking, he kicked off the door, watching as it slammed to the floor with a heavy thud.

"Olive!" They exclaimed, surprised.

Olive still didn't pay them attention, but his face grew furious at the sight of Loui who was seated on the bed, his hands interlocked and his head lowered with guilt looming all over him.