The silence in the room was thick, almost suffocating. Amelia stood still, her lips pressed together in a tight line, refusing to respond to Olivia's questions. She could feel the weight of Olivia's gaze on her, heavy and expectant. The tension was palpable, swirling between the three of them. Aaron shifted uncomfortably between his two sisters, sensing the storm brewing.
"Liv, Maddie is sick," Aaron finally broke the silence, his voice low but steady, trying to cut through the uncomfortable air. "She needs a bone marrow donor, and we're lucky she's here now. Let's focus on that."
Olivia's sharp gaze cut to Aaron, then back to Amelia. Her brows furrowed, and a flicker of disbelief crossed her face. She wasn't ready to let this go. Her heels clicked sharply against the marble floor as she took deliberate steps toward Amelia, each step feeling like a hammer driving nails into the ground.