Hearing Olivia question her, Abigaille hesitated, her throat tight as she glanced at Kafka.
His subtle nod, calm and reassuring in return, told her to play along, to trust his plan, so she swallowed hard, her voice timid and barely above a whisper as she turned back to Olivia.
"It's...It's true, Liv." She admitted, her cheeks burning. "What Kafi's saying is correct. We've....We've seen each other's bodies, s-since you know, it's just...part of living here."
Hearing this confession, Olivia's mind seemed to short-circuit, her mouth opening and closing as she struggled to process the scandal unfolding in her family.
"You've...seen each other...naked?" She repeated, her voice faint, her eyes darting between them. "While I was gone, this...this was happening?"
Kafka jumped in, his tone soothing but firm, steering the conversation before Olivia could spiral further.
