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Olivia had to find a way to tell Grace, without making it hard for her. She didn't know how to tell her daughter that her uncle died. It's excruciating. Olivia's shower ran longer than planned, but she quickly managed to dry and dress herself. Jeff was dealing with Grace and making everyone breakfast downstairs.

"Morning, mom." She spoke, seeing her in the kitchen. Jeff, Grace, and her father were all in the living room.

"Morning, baby." She replied. "Today, I've booked you a relaxing day with Jeff. Obviously with everything that's happened, it's stressful. So I need you to relax."

"Mom, we can't relax. We need to plan on the funeral. We need to look after Tallulah." Olivia panicked, she couldn't believe her mom isn't taking this seriously.

Jeff had walked in, Grace in his arms, putting their plates in the dishwasher. "Grace is going to be here with your mom, your dad, and Tallulah. We are going to have a day out."

Olivia sighed and agreed, bringing her child into her arms. "Fine."

"Ready to go, sweetheart?" Jeff asked. Olivia grabbed her bags and nodded. They had an all-inclusive ticket to a spa. And they were given the keys to her dad's car.

Jeff drove. Olivia kept her eyes outside, looking at all the places her and Nick visited when they were growing up. The ice cream parlour; where Olivia got kicked out for jumping over the counter and taking some ice cream. The cinema; where they'd always get in for free. Even the streets they'd walk down, where they'd used to get drunk with their friends. Everything reminded her of Nick.

"What's on your mind?" Jeff asked, grabbing her hand.

"I just can't imagine a world without Nick. If I ever had a problem; it'd always be him that I message or call. If he ever missed us; he'd call. If he'd see something funny; he'd sent it to me. I spend all my time in LA, and I've missed him. I didn't even get to say goodbye, I can't remember the last time I told him I loved him."

"Olivia." Jeff started. "You can't blame yourself. What happened was not your fault, it was the other driver. And of course he knew you loved him, he knew you will always love him. And he's watching over you. You'll always feel him with you, I promise."

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