"He's the genius with secrets in his eyes
Solving puzzles while I'm chasing butterflies
Can't read his mind, but he's reading mine
In this ballad of the genius, our worlds intertwine"
Pop sensation Liv Rose's glittering career hides a tragic past...
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"Whilst your blood betrays you, it cuts deeper than another wound."
— Unknown
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Mommy Dearest
Olivia Owens had always been Olivia Owens—that was the only life she knew. The Owens family, though not connected by blood, were her family in every sense that mattered. They raised her, cared for her, and she loved each of them deeply.
The Owens were Hollywood royalty, each member a star in their own right. Her mother, Michelle Owens, had been captivating audiences since childhood, her talent recognized with two Oscars and three Emmys. Her father, Christopher Owens, was a box office giant, his films grossing over $14 billion worldwide. Even her brother, Justin, had earned his place in the spotlight, recently mesmerizing audiences as the King of Rock and Roll. The family's youngest member, six-year-old Jake—Olivia's nephew—was already winning hearts with his early performances, charming critics and audiences alike.
They appeared to be the perfect family—until they weren't. Beneath the glossy exterior, cracks had begun to show. Christopher often disappeared, leaving the house in the morning only to vanish for days. Olivia would hear her mother's quiet sobs in the night, mistakenly thinking the children were asleep. Olivia saw more of her nanny than she did of her parents.
When her parents were home, chaos reigned. Justin would hand her headphones to drown out the fights—a routine that became all too familiar over the years.
On Olivia's fourteenth birthday, her world was upended when news of her parents' divorce made headlines. The media descended like vultures, eager to pick apart the illusion of the perfect family. It was the worst period of her life—a blur of custody battles, screaming matches, and lies. Justin, by then old enough to live on his own, could do little to protect his sister, leaving Olivia caught in the middle.
As an underage teenager, Olivia was placed in her mother's custody, but in reality, it was her nanny who raised her.
She didn't blame her mother—Olivia knew that staying busy was her mother's way of coping—but she couldn't help wishing her parents were like the characters they played on screen: loving, nurturing, present.
Thrust into the spotlight, Olivia found herself navigating fame alone, with no one in her corner. Her family wasn't to blame for what fame did to them—they were just another victim.
When Olivia finally moved out, she vowed that she wouldn't let fame destroy her future family. Fame had no care for family, only for its own relentless hunger. It was a realization that deeply influenced her choices. Although she and Nathan often talked about having children, Olivia stood firm. She couldn't be a mother—she didn't know how to be one, not the way she longed to be. Perhaps that was another reason her relationship with Nathan didn't work out.
