7. "Losing 'Olive'"

Olive's POV

‘Grandma. You gave my name ‘Olive’, right? Why did you choose Olive?’

“Because the word ‘Olive’ is another way to love someone without having to say love.”

“Really? Then, if I want to say I love you too Grandma, I can just tell you ‘Olive you’?”

“Oh my silly pumpkin. Who taught you to be this adorable? Of course, dear.”

“Olive you, Grandma. Thank you for giving me the sweetest name.”

“Olive you too, baby. I pray to the Goddess Moon to give you a life apparent to your name.”

Notwithstanding being a half-breed, my grandma treated me like the most wonderful person ever. For that, I had promised to live up to the name she bestowed on me. But one day, the name I have been treasuring ages ago vanished. Four digits replaced the meaningful “Olive”, only to remind me of the crime I witnessed that rainy night.

“0315! Are you listening?!”

Physically incapable, I looked at the maid who called me with the inmate number, showcasing my position as Vera’s murderer.

Absolutely grimace,