All of the bottled up emotions that she had kept to herself over the years just poured out.
Nothing could stop the flood of tears that poured down her face. What felt like an eternity later, Olivia cried out her last tear and fell asleep.
A few more days passed beforethe Doctor finally deemed her stable enough for travel. After being discharged, Daddy bundled her up and flew her home.
Olivia doesn’t remember much of the following days. She floated in and out of reality and every time she came to, she remembered just what had happened to her and she pushed everything from her mind, not wanting to think of it.
During all this time, she never spoke a word. Days passed since she last uttered a word and she didn’t care.
Daddy never once pushed her to talk though. He just continued to remind her how much he loved her and that they would get through this together.
Once home, Olivia just allowed Daddy to take over completely. He helped bathe her before dressing her in a diaper and onesie.
He had started feeding her protein supplements with a bottle because she refused to drink or eat anything.
Daddy had given her a paci the first night home, when she woke up screaming from a nightmare. It brought her a calm that she needed and it was never far from her reach.
It was like he knew exactly what she needed and never pushed her to snap out of this. Daddy saw where she was mentally and met her there.
That first week home passed in a blur. Olivia spent most of her time lying in their bed just staring at the walls that surrounded her.
A few days into her second week home, Emmett and Rae came over to visit. That was the first day that she did anything other than lay in bed.
Rae had coached her into the nursery where they laid on the floor. Not speaking, but was just there. It was exactly what she needed.
Every day following their visit, Olivia would crawl out of the bed that her and Daddy shared, making her way into the nursery. There was something about being in there that gave her mind the calmness she wanted.
She slowly began playing with her toys again. Through it all Daddy sat with her and kept her company, never once forcing her to speak about what was going on in her mind.
This went on for weeks with her. As time passed, she was starting to feel more like herself instead of someone looking from the outside in.
Olivia realized, during everything that happened following the incident, she really enjoyed playing in the very Little headspace she had been in.
She loved being able to just let go and be because she knew that her Daddy was going to be right there to take care of her.
Everyday Daddy would get her dressed in a diaper and onesie, feed her a bottle, and then watch as she crawled aroundthe house just as if she was a little baby. It was such a freeing feeling.
She hadn’t worked up the courage to actually use the diapers that she wore, but she knew that if she did Daddy wouldn’t have a problem taking care of her in that capacity as well. As much as she loved playing this young, Olivia knew that she couldn’t stay here forever.
Eventually, she was going to have to face the reality that was waiting for her and figure out how to move on with her life. The first step in doing that though would be to speak again.
Following her nightly bottle, Olivia laid curled up in Daddy’s arms watching a kids show that was playing on the T.V.
“I love you, Daddy.” she whispered out so quiet that she didn’t think that he had heard her.
Olivia felt him squeeze her just a little tighter before she heard “I love you, too, my Little Bunny.”
Everything was going to be alright, Olivia had faith in that.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
MILES
Watching Olivia over the past few weeks has been difficult. All he wanted to do is wrap her up in bubble wrap and never let her go.
He was trying to be the strong support she needed while processing everything on his own.
He almost lost her and his heart couldn’t take any more pain. Seeing her bleeding out on the ground that night haunts his dreams.
