From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 257

Olivia Bennett felt the warmth of his hand in hers. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his face, and gave a tiny nod.

The pair left the hospital room. Damian Franklin collapsed onto a couch in the hallway, letting out a long, shaky breath, as if he’d finally set down a weight he’d been carrying for years.

Lance Carter stood nearby, still trying to process everything. Even for a man who’d weathered his share of storms, this whole mess was almost too much to comprehend.

He finally took a seat next to Damian, pouring him a glass of water with a somber expression. “Everything I just told you—it’s all true,” Lance said, his voice low and steady.

Damian glanced at him, guilt shadowing his eyes. “I failed Olivia. I should’ve protected her.”

Lance shook his head, sighing. “It wasn’t all on you, Damian.”

He remembered how hard those years had been for Damian, but he never expected the past to come crashing down on them like this. And now, to discover Damian was Olivia Bennett’s real father? It was almost too strange to believe.

No wonder Beatty always took a shine to Olivia. It all made sense now.

Damian stared down at his hands, his thoughts dark and tangled. One thing was clear—Mason Bennett would pay for what he’d done.

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Down the hall, Olivia and Ethan Carter made their way to the end of the corridor, stopping by a tall window that overlooked the city. The view was beautiful, but Olivia barely noticed. Damian’s words echoed in her mind, looping over and over, making her heart ache.

She blinked hard, fighting back tears that threatened to spill over. Her chest felt tight, her eyes stinging. She didn’t want to cry, but the pain was almost too much.

She finally looked at Ethan, her voice trembling. “I just… I feel so lost.”

Ethan gently pulled her into his arms. His voice was soft, comforting. “It’s okay. You can cry, Liv.”

Sometimes you just had to let the feelings out before you could breathe again.

The moment he said it, Olivia couldn’t hold back anymore. Tears slid down her cheeks, silent at first, then a quiet sob escaped her lips. She clung to Ethan, like a child who’d been hurt too deeply to understand.

Ethan’s eyes filled with worry and tenderness as he held her.

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