Have a seat. Olivia thanked him, feeling strangely at ease with the routine that was starting to form. As she sipped her coffee, Logan sat across from her and said, I was thinking.
Now that the girls are more comfortable, we can start focusing on you. On me? She asked, surprised. Yes.
You mentioned wanting to work again. What kind of job are you looking for? Olivia stayed quiet for a moment, weighing her options. I don’t have an academic background, so my options are limited, but I’m willing to do anything that allows me to support my daughters.
Logan nodded. That makes sense. But what if you could study, finish your education and get a job that truly brings you fulfillment? Her eyes widened.
Study? That’s out of the question, Logan. I don’t have the time or resources for that. You’d have both here.
I can help with the expenses and make sure the girls are well cared for while you study. Olivia shook her head, incredulous. You’ve already done so much for us.
I can’t accept anything more. Logan leaned forward, his expression serious. Olivia, this isn’t just about you.
It’s about Harper and Hazel. If you have the chance to grow stronger, it’ll benefit your daughters in the long run. Please think about it.
Logan’s words struck Olivia deeply. She knew he was right, but she still struggled with her pride and shame. That evening, after putting the twins to bed, Logan asked Olivia to meet him in his office.
He had something important to discuss. Olivia, I have a proposal for you, he began, handing her a small envelope. She opened it to find information about business and entrepreneurship courses.
I want you to consider taking these courses. You’re smart and determined, and I believe you have the potential to achieve great things. This will give you the tools to support yourself and create a better future for your daughters.
Olivia looked at the papers, her mind racing to process the offer. Logan, I… this is too much. I’m not sure I can do it.
You’re more capable than you think, and you don’t have to decide right now. Just consider it. Olivia held the papers tightly, feeling torn between fear and hope.
In the days that followed, Olivia began to reflect on Logan’s proposal. Gradually, she realized this could be her chance to change her life and, most importantly, give her daughters the future they deserved. Finally, after much thought, she agreed.
She enrolled in the courses and, with Logan’s support, began studying during the day while the twins were cared for by the housekeeper. Although the beginning was challenging, Olivia felt reinvigorated as she learned new skills and rediscovered a side of herself she thought she’d lost. Each day was a small victory, and she clung to the idea that she was building something lasting.
Logan closely followed her progress, offering encouragement and support whenever she needed it. He knew Olivia needed to believe in herself as much as he believed in her. Olivia, in turn, started to realize how important Logan had become in her life.
His constant presence and unwavering support were slowly breaking down the barriers she had built over the years. Olivia’s routine was changing quickly. In the mornings, while Harper and Hazel played in the garden, she spent hours studying in the office Logan had set up for her.
At first, every page she read felt like climbing a mountain, but over time, she found her rhythm. Logan’s steady and unwavering support motivated her even more. One afternoon, as Olivia reviewed her notes, Logan walked into the room with a serious expression.
She immediately sensed something was wrong. We need to talk, he said, closing the door behind him. Olivia felt her stomach tighten.
What is it? I found someone from your past, Logan replied, sitting across from her. Jake Miller. The name thundered in Olivia’s mind.
Jake, the man who had abandoned her when she needed him most. The father of her daughters, who had never acknowledged them. Olivia took a deep breath, trying to control the wave of emotions.
What does he have to do with this, she asked, her voice steadier than she expected. I’ve been looking into some things. I wanted to understand better what happened to you after school.
I found Jake and decided to confront him. You did what? Olivia stood, startled. I needed to know the truth about what he did to you and why he abandoned you and the girls.
Logan, you had no right to do that. Maybe not, but I did it for you. Olivia stayed silent, her chest tight.
She knew Logan meant well, but bringing Jake back into her life felt like reopening a wound that hadn’t fully healed. What did he say? She finally asked, her voice hesitant. Logan rested his elbows on the table and sighed.
He admitted everything. He said he knew you were pregnant but didn’t want to take responsibility. He claimed it was easier to disappear.
Let’s play a little game for those who only read the comments. Type pizza in the comments. Only those who make it this far will understand.
Now let’s get back to the story. Olivia felt her anger rise like a tide. She hadn’t expected anything different from Jake, but hearing those words out loud still stung.
Did he mention the girls? She asked, her eyes brimming with tears. No, he didn’t even ask about them. Olivia clenched her fists, trying to hold back her tears.
As much as she despised Jake, a part of her had always hoped that one day he would show remorse or at least some curiosity about the daughters he had abandoned. Logan stood and placed a hand on her shoulder. Olivia, you don’t have to face this alone.
I’m here. She looked at him, struggling to resist the urge to break down. Thank you, Logan, but there are things I have to handle on my own.
That night, after putting the girls to bed, Olivia sat at the kitchen table, staring at a cup of tea that had gone cold. Logan’s words echoed in her mind and the thought of Jake lingered like a shadow. She knew that to move forward, she had to confront the past once and for all.
In the days that followed, Olivia tried to resume her routine, but she couldn’t focus. Memories of Jake and the confrontation Logan had mentioned weighed on her like an anchor. Logan, noticing the change in her demeanor, decided to give her space but watched her with concern.
One morning, Olivia made a decision. She picked up the phone and called Jake. He answered after a few rings, his voice indifferent on the other end of the line.
Jake, it’s Olivia. We need to talk. There was silence for a few seconds before he replied.
About what? It’s been so long. It’s about the girls. You’ve never wanted to know anything about them, but that needs to change.
Not for me, but for them. Jake sighed. Olivia, I’ve already made it clear.
I don’t want to be part of this. What do you want me to say? That I’m sorry? Because I’m not. Olivia’s heart tightened, but she kept her voice steady.
So you’ll never meet them? Never take any responsibility? I’ve moved on, Olivia. I think you should too. Before she could respond, the line went dead.
She stood there, holding the phone, trying to process the emptiness left by that conversation. It was the closure she needed, but also a harsh confirmation that Jake would never be part of her daughter’s lives. When Logan arrived that evening, he found Olivia sitting on the couch with the twins asleep beside her.
He sat down next to her, waiting silently for her to speak first. I talked to Jake. She finally said, breaking the silence.
Logan frowned. And how did it go? As I expected. He doesn’t want anything to do with them.
He feels nothing. Logan clenched his fists, his anger evident. He doesn’t know what he’s missing.
Olivia looked at her daughters and sighed. I didn’t do it for him. I did it for the girls.
I needed to be sure there was nothing left to expect from him. And now? Logan asked. Now I move on.
I don’t want the girls growing up under the shadow of a father who never cared. Logan nodded, admiring the strength Olivia was showing. He knew she still carried the pain, but he could also see a renewed determination in her.
The next morning, Logan surprised Olivia with a small gift. A notebook and an elegant pen. What’s this? She asked, curious.
A tool for you to plan your future. I want you to write down your goals and what you need to achieve them. We’ll work on it together.
Olivia smiled, touched by the gesture. Thank you, Logan. I don’t know what I’d do without you.
You do exactly what you’re doing now. Rebuilding. I’m just here to make sure you have every chance to succeed.
With Logan’s support, Olivia continued her studies, determined to create a better life for herself and her daughters. The confrontation with Jake had been painful, but it was also freeing. Now, she knew she no longer had to look back.
Days passed in an increasingly organized routine. Olivia now focused entirely on her studies and raising the twins, while Logan remained by her side, offering unwavering support. The relationship between the two grew deeper and more natural, marked by shared understanding and small acts of care.
One afternoon, as Olivia reviewed her notes in the living room, Logan walked in with a folder in hand and a mysterious smile. She looked at him, intrigued. What’s that? She asked, resting the notebook on her lap.
An opportunity, Logan replied, handing her the folder. Inside were documents and a preliminary contract. Olivia read the header, Project Assistant, Bennett Enterprises.
She frowned and looked at Logan, confused. Are you asking me to work for you? I’m not trying to pressure you, Olivia, but I thought this might be a good way for you to start your career while applying what you’re learning. It’s a temporary position with enough flexibility for you to keep studying and taking care of the girls.
Olivia hesitated, reading through the details of the contract. The offer was generous, but she still felt unsure. Working directly with Logan could be complicated, given the emotional bond they were building.
Logan, I’m not sure I’m the right person for this. I don’t have any experience. You have more than you think.
You’re learning quickly and have already shown you can handle challenges, and I’m not offering this as a favor. I genuinely believe in your potential. Logan’s words felt sincere, and Olivia could sense the weight of his encouragement.
She knew taking this job would be a big step, but she also feared she might not live up to expectations. After a few seconds of silence, Olivia finally took a deep breath and smiled faintly. All right, I’ll do it.
Logan smiled, clearly pleased. You won’t regret it. We’ll take things slow, and over time, you’ll see just how capable you are.
The next morning, Olivia was introduced to Logan’s team. Despite her initial nervousness, she quickly realized that he had chosen patient and understanding individuals to guide her. The job required organization, attention to detail, and the ability to manage deadlines.