Chapter 11 - OLIVIA'S STRENGTH RETURNING
Two weeks passed,
in quiet hospital,
as Olivia recovered,
gaining her strength,
day by day.
The contractions stopped,
the baby grew,
safe and healthy,
inside her womb,
getting bigger now.
She was allowed,
to walk around,
the small room,
feeling the sun,
from the window.
Caleb never left,
bringing her fruits,
reading her books,
keeping her happy,
with sweet words.
The yellow blanket,
was always near,
draped on chair,
a symbol of,
her mother's love.
She felt changed,
no longer scared,
of rich relatives,
or their snobbish,
cruel looks now.
She had faced,
their worst attack,
and survived well,
with world's support,
and husband's love.
Maya visited often,
bringing her homework,
talking about fame,
and online comments,
laughing out loud.
"People love you,"
Maya told her,
"you are inspiration,"
"to poor girls,"
"everywhere today clear."
"I just want,"
"to be mom,"
Olivia smiled softly,
"but I will,"
"use this power,"
"to help others."
"We will build,"
"charity for moms,"
"who have nothing,"
"giving them shelter,"
"and safe rooms."
Caleb walked in,
hearing her plan,
smiling with pride,
kissing her head,
loving her heart.
"That is beautiful,"
he said gently,
"grandfather Arthur agreed,"
"to fund it,"
"with ten million."
"The project starts,"
"next week darling,"
"named after mother,"
"the Sarah blanket,"
"foundation for families."
Olivia's eyes filled,
with happy tears,
knowing her mother,
was looking down,
smiling from heaven.
The wealth they,
had inherited now,
was being used,
for pure good,
not rich parties.
Meanwhile in prison,
Vanessa sat cold,
wearing grey uniform,
staring at bars,
eating bad food.
Her hair was,
messy and dry,
her nails broken,
her skin pale,
without luxury creams.
No one visited,
her in cell,
not even mother,
who was busy,
saving herself clear.
She was scheduled,
for trial soon,
knowing her fate,
was sealed tight,
by her actions.
She had tried,
to destroy Olivia,
but instead ruined,
May you like
her own self,
losing the world.
