𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐀, the wife of Natalia Alianovna Romonova. Both women go through things people wouldn't even imagine what it were like.
But through thick and thin, they always manage to stay together.
Whatever it takes.
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WHY? Why did they have to take him away from her? She had already lost her best friend, how is it fair she lose another one?
Tony was dead.
He sacrificed his life for everyone.
It was a good deed, but Olivia felt guilty to wish he hadn't done it. She had felt guilty to have wanted someone else to do it, not him.
Not him.
Olivia stood behind Tony's son—or not son—Peter Parker who was also crying.
They both had just said their goodbyes, and were crying their eyes out.
Liv stood up straight though, and even if there were millions of tears rolling down her cheeks, she still tried to make an effort to look strong, even though she felt like absolute shit.
The blonde shakily sighed as she watched Tony's arc reactor turn off from under pepper's hand.
