The dark sky of the Mystic Starry Realm, which housed innurable stars shimring in majestic beauty, provided ample illumination for all to see clearly. The air was crisp, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees, creating an atmosphere that soothed one's mind if anyone gazed at nature's splendor.
The only audible sound was the continuous waves of water flowing gently across the landscape below in the lake, providing an excellent source of tranquility amidst this scenic view.
At the edge of the lake, there lay a serene gazebo decorated with beautiful vines intertwined around its pillars. The scenery surrounding this area was so peaceful that it was hard to tell whether or not reality even existed at tis.
Within this gazebo stood a lone figure—a woman with graceful beauty wearing white clothes covered in flower patterns with her caral hair flowing freely behind her head as the breeze flowed through it. She watched everything surrounding her carefully, taking in all the details.
Her blue-gray eyes enhanced her beauty while perfectly complenting her calm nature. They glowed brightly in contrast to the dim lighting around her, giving off a warmth as one looked directly at them, though currently, these two irises carry nurous emotions that seem endless.
For soone living in this kind of environnt, they would surely feel relaxed and calm. However, those feelings of tranquility were not present in the heart of this woman as she recalled her past.
The na of the beautiful lady standing there was Olivia Gray, a woman who had lived a troubled life filled with pain and suffering since her parents' deaths inside a ruin.
Olivia used to live a happy and carefree life with her parents as a young lady of the ancient Gray family, with all the riches and status, until their deaths ca abruptly.
At that ti of her grief, her uncle, who beca the head of the Gray family, insisted that she marry Alexander Blake. He showed her proof that her parents had left a lot of debt. With no other choice, she had to agree to the marriage and take responsibility for it all.
In the blink of an eye, Olivia went from having everything she ever wanted to facing reality alone without anyone else beside her to rely upon. She struggled imnsely throughout that period, as she spent many nights under Alexander, feeling him use her body. Although she thought they would eventually love each other, he only saw her as a beautiful vase in his collection.
However, all of that changed drastically one fateful day when she gave birth to Mia Blake, her beautiful and lovely daughter. From that mont onward, Olivia saw no value in living for herself, as she realized there was at least soone who needed her existence to survive this cruel world and bring aning to her life, her precious treasure called Mia.
Yet, everything went wrong again when she lost her ability to give birth in an accident and was constantly receiving verbal abuse from her husband.
At so point, Olivia finally caved under the weight of constant misery inflicted by others. That incident marked the end of her married life, leaving nothing behind except for mories of how she used to smile brightly every day during her young age.
Over ti, the mory faded away slowly, leaving only emptiness and regret in its wake.
Her past brought forth a tidal wave of emotions from within, threatening to overwhelm her entirely. Tears slowly ford on the corner of her eyes, threatening to fall as she rembered everything that happened.
Even though she didn't differentiate between having a son or daughter, under Alexander's constant insults, she inevitably felt unsatisfied about not being able to give birth to a son. She thought how cruel the world was to her and that she always had to suffer miserably.
Shortly, she smiled, recalling one of the family events.
At that event, she felt many unfriendly gazes, so she went to a garden to get away from them and was feeling depressed all alone.
Suddenly, a child ca to her and said sweetly, "Hello, Aunt. Why do you look so sad? You look really beautiful, so if you smile, you will look even more beautiful than before. So don't be sad and just smile like , hehe..."
She was quite surprised at that mont when she saw a small, five year old child with black hair and blue eyes smiling at her like an angel.
'He should be around the sa age as Mia.' Olivia's mind gradually regained its rationality. Then she looked at Asher warmly before saying to him, "Thank you for cheering up, little boy. I was just having a bad day, and you're really right. I should smile. Can I ask your na?"
"Hmm.. I am Asher, hehe..." Smiling at Olivia, Asher introduced himself to her innocently.
Then Olivia talked for quite a while with the innocent child, who constantly brought a smile to her face. Shortly, he felt asleep in her arms as they sat under the shade of a tree.
That experience shocked her greatly, as the mont she embraced the child in her arms, she felt that her heart was finally at peace. Deep inside her soul, she knew that this was how she would feel if she had her own son.
Yet, this child gave her that feeling of fulfillnt for the first ti ever since the birth of Mia Blake, making her unable to bear the thought of leaving the innocent little child.
It was the first ti she had ever experienced such intense maternal instinct.
From that day onward, whenever she got the chance, she often visited Asher's place and played with the boy, cheering up from his company and being free of her painful mories, forgetting her depression. But she wasn't just visiting to play with him anymore; instead, she got attached to him deeply. She considered Asher her true son, despite only being friends with his mother, Aria.
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