Olivia's Lies

Moving

After helping Olivia down the stairs, taking them one by one, Elliot had made her a small lunch while she sat at the kitchen island. He sat for a moment and just watched her, while he cleaned up the mess he had made. He let his mind ponder for a moment, curious how they had gotten here. Months ago he had found out possibly the worst news of his life, that the baby his wife had been carrying for the past six months possibly wasn't at all his.To absolutely hating the very thought of her, to this exact moment right now; him caring for her and them both preparing for the new life she would be bringing into this world soon.

"What did you want to talk about?" Olivia asked with a mouth full. He gave her a half smile, and went to sit next to her.

"I didn't bring you down here to argue with you," her body had instantly relaxed, relieved that he wasn't going to be picking any fights with her today. Thing had been going smoothly the past several weeks, and with the baby coming at any moment, she didn't want to see things go downhill.

"I just thought we should take some time to talk about what exactly we plan on doing once the baby is here," he appeared genuinely concerned, and ready to work out a plan.

"I'm not expecting you to stay here and help, Elliot-"

"That's nonsense Olivia. I know you're probably expecting me blow a gasket on you soon, but I'm not," he scrubbed his hand down his face, searching for the words. "I haven't completely forgiven you, but I am close..our baby is coming soon and I will be here everyday and every night- that is if you let me come home," she had sat almost frozen, not sure if she had heard him correctly. His eyebrows raised at her, waiting on her answer.

"O-of course I do Elliot, I just don't want you to feel like you're obligated to be here," she had begun to feel a pang of emotion settle in, becoming teary eyed.

"I think you've forgotten that this little baby girl- or boy," he smiled widely at her. "Is our baby. When I told you months ago at that cafe that I wanted to at least try to work on us, that was a promise. So, listen to me when I say that I want to come home, but I need you to promise me one thing Olivia," he paused for a moment, and she felt her soul cringed at the words she knew were coming.

"No more lies..this isn't us. This is your one fuck up that I'll allow, but anything like this again, and I am done," he had still remained calm with his words. A small part of her felt stung by his words, but she knew that he was right. He was genuinely giving her a second chance, and she would be forever grateful.

"I promise you from now on, nothing but the absolute truth," she reached for his hand that rested on his knee, and he kindly obliged.

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Two weeks later..

Things between Elliot and Olivia had continued to gradually improve. His anger towards her subsiding, as he worked on forgiving her entirely. He had always told himself that if his partner ever cheated on him, he would call it quits right away- that is until he met Olivia.

He had only dated a few women before he had met Olivia years ago on a business trip right here in New York. Most women bored him, their only motive seeming to be to get a hold of his earnings. But with Olivia, everything had been different from the moment he had laid moments on her. He felt a deep pull in his chest when he seen her for the very first time, one that wouldn't stop until he made her his. She was different from all of the others, right away he seen that. Olivia wasn't interested in his money, or what he could do for her, it was purely just him that she wanted to know.

For the first few months of their relationship, they had spent it being long distance. They'd spend nearly all night talking on the phone until one of them fell asleep after a long work day. Or flying back and forth to one another, even if they were only able to see each other for a day or two. Only a few months in, and right away Elliot knew that Olivia had been the one for him.