With her face pressed against the cool glass of the window, Olivia's gaze was fixed on the vast expanse of space outside. A wave of overwhelming emotion washed over her, and she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. Clutching a fragile glass of water in her trembling hand, she could feel her veins pulsing with frustration and anger. In a sudden burst of rage, she hurled the glass at the floor, watching as it shattered into countless jagged pieces. With a shaky hand, she brushed back her tousled hair, trying to regain control of her emotions.

“Make sure you clean that up." Xavier strode into the room...