Olivia was born into the towering buildings and bustling crowds of the capital city.
Until her brother Oliver was born—when she was eight—she was the terror of her parents’ lives. From burning the couch and sneaking into her mother’s makeup, to repeating neighborhood gossip and singing at the top of her lungs while bouncing on the bed in the middle of the night, Olivia was the source of every bit of mischief in the house.
But in 2034, when Oliver came into the world, she suddenly transformed into a little mother. All the chaos stopped overnight, and she devoted herself to making sure that this magical little being felt safe and happy.
Still, even if she gave up mischief at home for her brother’s sake, school was never her thing. Even at ten, she was already scheming to skip class and causing mayhem. The regular trips to the capital’s library? They made her soul shrivel.
The summer she was supposed to start university, she felt completely torn. One part of her longed to move to a new city and dive into a brand new adventure, while the other part held her back—afraid to leave her family behind.
In the end, she decided to do both. She studied just enough to get by, but spent all her free time chasing new experiences. One week she’d be at a photography course, the next she’d be hiking a mountain with friends. One day she was standing outside a supposedly haunted house, the next she was sipping wine in the home of the country’s biggest rock star.
Olivia made friends from all walks of life, and despite her low GPA, she landed a job at the Phoenix Chronicle. Her restless, curious spirit and habit of sticking her nose into everything made her surprisingly good at it. Chasing stories quickly became more than a job—it became her passion.
She moved out of her family’s home for the first time at twenty-five, after marrying a bar owner. Throughout their marriage, the one thing that never changed was how she still spent every weekend at her parents’ house. But the marriage lasted only two years. As much as they loved each other, Olivia couldn’t settle for a desk job. She’d often be out chasing stories for days, not even coming home.
And when weekends didn’t belong to their marriage either, her husband Danny gave her an ultimatum: “It’s your job or me.”
That conversation turned out to be the last time they ever saw each other—aside from the divorce hearing.
Until the day she was exposed to Halley—eight years later—Olivia never entered another serious relationship. She kept running after stories nonstop, spending every weekend sleeping in her childhood bed and standing beside Oliver through every moment of his life.