Olivia's walls of rationality crumbled. Her babies were her last straw.

A pang of despair twinged her as much as she had looked forward to their birth.

Tears and blood dripped onto the floor.

Kneeling on the bed, she clawed at her hair. "Ethan, you shouldn't have saved me. It's too painful to stay alive!"

She couldn't figure out the meaning of her living.

Her existence itself was a bad omen; she would only bring misfortune to the people around her.

Ethan hugged Olivia again. "Do you know