As though neither side wished to delay any longer, two men from Raven's antique shop arrived at Olivia's apartment early that morning to retrieve the mirror.
The standing mirror had already been prepared near the entrance, its glass carefully covered and secured beneath thick cloth as if Olivia had gone out of her way to ensure she would not have to look at it again even for another second.
Without hesitation, she also handed over Ethan's ring.
Neither man asked questions.
Neither lingered.
They simply accepted the items with quiet professionalism, handling the mirror carefully while keeping their curiosity to themselves.
Olivia appreciated that more than she expected.
Just silence.
Simple.
Efficient.
Exactly what she needed.
For several seconds after they lifted the mirror away, Olivia remained standing near the doorway, arms loosely crossed, gaze lingering on the cloth-covered object as it disappeared down the hallway.
Strange.
