Early in the morning, Olivine parked her car outside the gallery as she pressed the car key in her hand and stood beside her car. Looking up at the building, she already saw Franklin at his post; he was visible outside through the glass walls. He seemed to be talking to someone. As she stepped in, she saw a woman become more visible to her, smiling at him.
"Good morning, Miss Ferguson," Katarina greeted her with the formal gestures in front of the staff.
"Good morning, Katarina..." Katarina grabbed her hand.
"Morning, Franklin..." She nodded at him.
"Good morning, Miss Ferguson," he responded with a smile, almost losing his eyes as he stood there smiling happily.
"This way, please..." Katarina said as they went to her office as she ushered her directly.
"I thought you would bring me to the jewelry displays," Olivine teases Katarina, who tapped her arm to stop her.
"Everything is set, and everyone is ready for tonight," she informs Olivine, who is sitting on the couch in her office facing the garden outside.
"Have you heard from any of my cousins?" she asked, shifting her tone. Made Katarina stop for a second.
"No, I only received messages from the event, but if you mean personal matters...I'm sorry, no..." Katarina becomes hesitant. She walks closer to her and sits beside her. After the door of her office closes.
"Maddison?"
"Oh...she's at the hotel, taking care of the baby. Last night it didn't sleep... She kept playing the whole night." Katarina smiled when she saw Olivine smiling, listening to the baby.
"The punisher," Olivine chuckled gently.
"I already informed the boutique just right on the fourth block we will have their service on makeup and dresses and suits for the event that includes us..." she continues.
"Any from Ofelia...?" Olivine looked at her. Katarina slowly placed her hand on her leg, stopping her from punishing herself for all the updates that haven't even given progress.
"Don't worry, I am just asking, and I am good..." She held her hand and kissed it.
"Stop worrying about me...I am good..." Olivine wiped off that weary face of hers.
"I appreciate everything, Katarina, everything...and I mean it..." She said with a wink, and she smiled at her.
"I hate that..." Katarina said.
"Okay, I'll check a few things outside, and I'll be back in a minute..." Olivine said, kissing her forehead.
"Wait, can I go with you?"
"Sure, you can." She held her hand and stood up.
* * *
Olivine went to the venue, seeing the quick-response codes and tags on each painting placed. She also checked the guest list, including her mentor, who taught her to paint and become the very best at it.
She saw one of her paintings being auctioned hanging on the wall until she noticed something on the floor. She felt she stepped foot on sand on the floor. Olivine paid more attention to making her kneel on one knee, picking the sand. Checking if it's real, and then she looked again; the sand had written the F initials on the floor.
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Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW
Short Story[COMPLETED] [women-loving-women] WLW What is love,when she's already committed? Olivine is grieving of a loss of her beloved wife, since that day she couldn't feel any emotions any attachments left we're all gone the trauma of being alone. Struggle...
