THIRD PERSON POV

Octavia's voice cracks as she talks to Victor over the phone, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I just can't believe she hates me so much, Victor," she says, her voice shaking with sobs. "I know I'm not perfect, but I thought she loved me no matter what."

Victor listens patiently, his voice soft and understanding. "You know parents are strict when it comes to their children, but I am sure she loves you” He assures, his voice radiating with certainty.

Octavia sniffles, trying to compose herself. "Thanks Victor," she says, her voice still shaking. "That means a lot"

As she talks, Octavia's eyes wander to...