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“I a over souy you barely know”

“Well, that guy I barely know is sweet, and kind, and most importantly, honest” I turn around and head for the front door

“Olivia, get back here This conversation is not finished,” she yells as I head to et in, back out the driveway, and drive away

After driving aimlessly for a few hours, I arrive back to Manhattan a little after eight Pulling e, I step out and hand the keys over the valet

The few hours of driving didn’t seeer, but most of all, I’m hurt My own mother didn’t even stop to listen to me for even a moment She didn’t stop to think about how I felt, or what’s best for me versus what she thinks is best for me I kick at some loose rocks on the sidewalk and pause at the entrance of

My sto up to ht now I don’t want to be alone, trapped in there withmy arms over my chest, I turn on my heel and continue down the sidewalk,at my shoes as I put one foot in front of the other

A shiver bolts upof dread washes overin the busy street Headlights flash toward me and the chatter of couples on the sidewalk resonates aroundunusual

I pick upal looks out of the ordinary, but it’s a busy street I veer toward the street lights and businesses, staying in the light, probably freaking

Taking the path I knoell, I all but jog toward Chase’s building, feeling on edge A car on the street honks and I al into a y, I dart around hi Chase’s building, not feeling settled until the fa washes over me

I reach his apartment and knock on his door, since I threw his key outan affair I really need to stop ju to conclusions

“Well, this is an unexpected surprise,” he says as he answers the door I walk right past hih the kitchen and into his office “You busy?” I ask, looking up

“When it co I flop down on the couch “You okay?”

“I went to see my mother today,” I mutter

“Oh That good, huh?”

“She Is Impossible!” I throw my arms up in the air to accentuate my point