Olivia heavily stepped off the bus. Well, here she was in the city where Andrew was from.

All the way, she quietly wiped away tears. Her life had ended along with Andrew’s. But in two months, she would have a daughter.

Their daughter, hers and Andrew’s. That was the only thing keeping her from the final step. They had met two years after Olivia left the orphanage.

The girl was studying at a community college and working night shifts at the factory. Of course, that wasn’t allowed, but if you really needed to. Andrew came to their factory to install new equipment.

Olivia knew that some rich guy had bought the factory and they were modernizing everything. People were kind of happy about the changes because working on those ancient machines was dangerous, but they were worried too. A new broom sweeps clean, as they say. Olivia was worried too.

One day, Andrew stayed overnight. He needed to check how the machine setup was going. The local mechanics hadn’t figured everything out yet, and he was conducting some kind of training.

The test subject was Olivia’s machine. After everything was set up, Andrew approached the girl several times, embarrassing her terribly, but by the end of the shift, he disappeared. Honestly, Olivia sighed with relief.

She reacted strangely to this young man. After the shift, she dashed out to the street. Now she’d get home and sleep.

No community college today, so long-awaited rest. Girl! Girl! Olivia! She stopped. A car was slowly driving next to her.

Me? Andrew was sitting in the car. Of course, you. Get in, I’ll give you a ride.

Olivia frowned. Maybe we’re not going the same way? He laughed. I assure you, that simply can’t be…

Olivia couldn’t say now why she got into the car with an essentially stranger. They drove around until lunch. Olivia didn’t feel like sleeping at all, and in the evening, when she opened her eyes and looked out the window, she immediately saw the familiar car.

Andrew was asleep inside, with a big bouquet on his lap. From that day, they were practically inseparable. Three months later, Olivia got pregnant.

Andrew proposed to her. As soon as I finish things here, we’ll go to my city right away. I’ll introduce you to my mom and brother; they’re wonderful.

No, you have to tell them about us first. Imagine us showing up out of the blue. Here’s my fiancee, and she’s pregnant too….

Nonsense. Not nonsense. Olivia pouted, and he completely agreed.

In fact, she knew perfectly well how normal, especially wealthy families, treated orphanage kids. She really wanted the first wave to pass by. Let Andrew think she’s a coward, but that didn’t matter.

He left three months ago. She waited. She waited so much, as if she couldn’t breathe without him.

But Andrew disappeared. Didn’t call, didn’t come. Everyone said in unison that he had just dumped her.

But Olivia didn’t believe it. After two months, when there were no tears left, she, while processing documents in accounting, accidentally heard that their worker, the one who came to install the new equipment, had died. Olivia felt her eyes go dark.

Then she fell somewhere. She came to in the chief accountant’s office. The elderly woman looked at her with sympathy.

— Is that you, the girl he was dating? — Yes. Olivia sat up. — Please, listen.

She cried. — What happened? — The woman waved her hand. — Some completely absurd accident.

He had already arrived home. Got out of the car, and some thugs attacked him. There were three of them.

I heard they caught them all. But that doesn’t make it easier. The person’s gone…

Olivia sat with her head bowed. Her mind was empty, only her chest hurt terribly. Finally, she managed to lift her eyes.

— Do you know where he’s buried? — Yes. I went to the funeral from the factory. I’ll tell you everything now and even draw how to find the grave.

Are you going to his relatives? Olivia shook her head. — I don’t know. Probably not.

Why? The woman sighed again and took a sheet of paper. Olivia slowly walked through the cemetery. A light rain started.

She was terribly tired but stubbornly moved to where Andrew was waiting for her. She knew for sure that he was waiting for her. She needed to talk, say goodbye, ask for forgiveness.

After all, it was only because of her that he went to prepare his relatives for meeting her. She only thought about herself. Wanted to shield herself from negativity, and this is what happened.

The rain got heavier, and Olivia felt herself starting to shiver. Most likely, she’d get sick. The thought of a possible cold didn’t touch her at all.

Finally, she saw what she was looking for. As the colleague from accounting said, it was impossible to miss. First, the grave was relatively fresh.

And it was barely visible because of the flowers. Second, next to it stood an old crypt. Probably, that’s what this strange stone structure was called.

Apparently, Andrew’s ancestors and family were buried there once, but that was long ago. No one tended to such burials anymore, but the crypt was maintained so it wouldn’t fall apart. On the large cross hung a photo of her Andrew….

— Hello, my love. Here we are, meeting again. Olivia weakly fell to her knees in front of the grave and sobbed.

She didn’t know how long she cried. She came to from the tears completely weak. She was shaking from the cold.

Plus, she was hungry, but for some reason, she didn’t think that could happen. — I need to go, find some hotel. The young woman started searching her pockets, but the phone was nowhere.

She sighed, closed her eyes. No strength left at all. In the sky, something tore with a loud crack.

And if before it was just rain, now a real downpour poured. She rushed to the door of the crypt, pulled it, and it opened with a creak. — Forgive me, please forgive me, I’ll just warm up a bit.

She sat right on the ground. Left the door ajar for some light; the place was creepy. In the complete silence, something vibrated nearby, growled.

Olivia jerked and looked around scared. On the ground, a beautiful and definitely expensive phone was spinning. She picked it up.

Memories of some shows where the deceased called the living immediately came to mind. — Hello. Her voice sounded hoarse…

So much that she got scared herself. Silence on the other end. — Hello.

— Hello, that’s my phone. I lost it somewhere yesterday. — Yes, I just found it.

— Where are you? Will you return the phone? I’ll pay, it’s just that there’s a lot of important stuff there. — I’m at the cemetery. — At the cemetery? Damn, I stopped by yesterday to take measurements and put the phone on the door.

And where exactly at the cemetery? — I… there’s some crypt here, I’m in it. Pause on the other end again. — I don’t understand, you’re inside the crypt? — Yes, I’m very cold, I feel bad.

Olivia dropped the device and closed her eyes. Someone was shaking her hard. — Girl, girl, wake up.

She opened her eyes with difficulty. — Andrew, my Andrew, you’re alive? I knew it was a mistake. The man squatting in front of her suddenly stopped being Andrew and asked sternly.

— Are you Olivia? She desperately shook her head. — Andrew, Andrew was here just now. The man yanked her to her feet.

— Can you walk? Then his gaze slid lower, and he saw that Olivia was pregnant. — Damn, damn, damn. Olivia started slowly sinking.

She was shaking so much that David got scared. He couldn’t have imagined. That the unearthly Olivia his brother told him so much about on the way home actually existed.

Or rather, he didn’t think it was serious. Andrew was the type to fall in love easily. And here, it turns out, Olivia exists, and she came to his grave.

David picked the girl up in his arms and carried her to the car. As soon as he seated her, he grabbed the phone. — Mom, basically, here at Andrew’s grave, I found his girl.

Turns out he wasn’t joking. And she’s pregnant. — Pregnant? From Andrew? — Apparently.

— Then bring her here, I need to find out everything. — Mom, she… basically, she’s unconscious. Seems like she got terribly cold and sick.

Bring her to Dr. Samuel in the clinic. I’ll call him now and come myself. Nancy was always a woman with an iron character.

And how could she be otherwise if her husband died so early, leaving her a half-ruined business and two sons? Normal women would grieve, but she rolled up her sleeves and fought for her sons’ future. No, of course, she suffered and cried too, but only when no one saw, that is, at night. Andrew’s death hit her hard, but now David helped in the business, and she could let go a bit.

But the tempering did its job. Nancy managed to hide her grief. She lost a lot of weight, aged ten years, but held like a stone statue.

They took Olivia to the ward right away. David stayed to wait for his mother. Strange…

He had heard so many times from his brother enthusiastic reviews about this or that girl that this time too he didn’t take his words seriously. But he should have. Now David understood.

This time, there was more tenderness than pathos in Andrew’s words. David had told him then, “Watch the road, you’ll get home and tell me about your Olivia.” His brother agreed and hung up.

David never got to talk to him again. Nancy walked in surrounded by nurses. David even smiled.

His mother knew how to appear so that everyone around felt like her subjects. Where’s Samuel? I’m here, Nancy. A man in a white coat hurried to them.

David knew that Dr. Samuel had been in love with his mother all his life. And sometimes he felt sorry for this kind and smart man. So, no severe hypothermia, more likely a nervous breakdown.

I think everything will be fine. Sam. Yes, Nancy.

The girl is pregnant, apparently healthy, doesn’t drink or smoke. Nancy looked at David, then at the doctor. Can we go in to her? Only for a short time.

Olivia looked at the newcomers with fear. Hello, I’m Andrew’s mom. The girl smiled weakly.

You look a lot like him. Please don’t think anything, I wasn’t coming to you and I don’t need anything. I just wanted to say goodbye to Andrew.

Nancy sat down, David stood nearby. Tell me about you and my son. When Olivia finished her story, Nancy stood up, walked around the room, and turned to Olivia.

Tell me, why didn’t you go with him? That would have been right. Olivia shook her head. You see, I’m from an orphanage, I’ve met too many people who think orphanages only raise sick people and criminals.

I didn’t know how you’d react to me. I chickened out. And I understood perfectly that Andrew wouldn’t deceive me.

Nancy shook her head. Nonsense, I’ve never had such prejudices. You met the wrong people.

Rest, get better. I’ll come in the morning, bring you necessary things. No need, I have a bag in storage, I just lost my phone…

They picked up the things from storage. Nancy looked at her son. David, sorry, but we need to look at her things.

Yes, I understand, Mom. She pulled out a folder with documents. So, there’s the prenatal record.

Good, means she’s responsible. And what’s this? In a small package, there was some paper and several photos. These were shots of Olivia and Andrew.

Nancy had never seen such photos. And her little Andrew was happy with her. She looked at David with eyes full of tears.

I must make sure this girl lacks nothing and can raise my grandchild. David smiled. We must, Mom.

Two years passed. Carrie, come to me quickly. Nancy squatted, trying to catch her granddaughter.

But she was toddling to grandma on her own. Nancy picked her up. My treasure, my queen.

Olivia smiled nearby. She lived almost in the city center. She had a good nanny, and Olivia was studying law.

Olivia, I need to talk to you. The young woman tensed. Nancy had never said a rude word to her, but Olivia was very afraid of her….

Yes, Nancy, I have only one question. How long will you two torture each other? David is all nose, doesn’t sleep, doesn’t eat. You have only eyes.

I don’t understand something. Are people now forbidden to be happy? Olivia blushed.

It seems to you, Olivia, you’re not fifteen, and I’m not sixteen. So let’s talk like adults. What’s the matter? You don’t love David? I do.

And he loves you. But… Olivia raised her eyes to her. “I can’t… Andrew…” Nancy cut her off sharply.

“Andrew is gone. He’ll never come back. I’m grateful to you that my son was happy with you, but… The living for the living.

Think about my words.” Nancy left, and Olivia picked up the phone. She looked at it for a long time, then found David’s contact and wrote.

“I’m ready.”