Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW

Chapter 53 "games you played"

Sitting there in silence, Katarina noticing, Olivine came closer to her. The cold, calculated demeanor has vanished. Those stoic faces came more warmth, even recalling her family members and their influence on them, those treasured whose memory she is able to share, not holding it back.

Katarina's love, understanding, and patience with her. Is like a sun; the sun shines, casting out that darkness around. Seeing Olivine on her little smiles—never leaves on her soft lips—is a reward feeling on her side. Following their agreement of having respect for each other's boundaries.

Katarina has no problem with Olivine having this trauma response, and she can see how she flinched when she's been held or removed her hand if she's being held. She doesn't want anyone to get near and has this not to develop any attachment feeling because later on. She will assume these people will leave her one day or be gone forever.

"The orders are placed, Oliv; it'll take twenty-five minutes," she said.

"Fair enough," she said and stood up.

"Can I use your bathroom? I'll make a quick shower," Olivine said, trying to play safe in the situation.

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Soaked with liquid soap, warm water poured, allowing her thoughts to rinse off under the shower. Thinking about her sister's mind games this time.

What was she's thinking this time?

Olivine tried to connect those dots, contemplating at the same time bothered on her sisters. How she handles things, sometimes so cold, manipulative, calculated with a pinch of craziness sh*ts.

Still tracing her series of thoughts. What she will do next: coat her body with the soap bubbles using a sponge. Thinking things through, noticing her sister acting weird again. She can't pin point what it is.

A quick shower is done; she dry's herself on a towel, and she dried her hair on a hairdryer. Checking her bag, she sees an oversized white shirt and starts wearing paired boxer shorts under.

"Are you done?" Katarina asked in a voice outside the bathroom; she followed her to check.

"Yes," she replied, not even bothered looking at her opening the doors.

"Wait," Katarina held her arms.

"Uh, what is it?" She looked at Katarina's hands gliding inside her oversize shirt.

Olivine took a big gulp at what she was doing. In the back of her mind, she starts understanding her wanting to explore things with her. Not Olivine thinking like in this way. She remembers; she can't take back what she said to her.

Letting her, feels like she has no choice. But the warm palm of her hand gliding inside Olivine's shirt touches on her skin beneath, instantly raising those tiny hairs on her skin, making another big gulp observing her. Olivine stood there, while Katarina lifted her shirt up, this time gazing at her abs down to her waist. Olivine just looked away in a distant, acting like a fool, but still insisted on the deal they both made.

None intrudes those boundaries, also not to have pervert minds...

"You may laugh and smile at me; I do things weirdly in front of you, but I don't care for it." Olivine understood she's here for what it feels like. Katarina slowly held her neck, still looking at her eyes, and slowly released her shirt down.