Seeing Lucy crying with tears streaming down her cheeks, Olivia felt a rush of satisfaction deep inside.
"I've got a date with Alexander. Gotta run," she said casually.
The moment Olivia left, Lucy wiped her tears away, her eyes turning icy cold.
The old Lucy probably would've fallen for Olivia's lies without a second thought—but not anymore.
She wasn't naive. She had once seen, as Alice Harris, just how much Alexander loved her. There was no way she'd believe he'd suddenly turn on her.
Especially after all they'd been through—life and death situations. That kind of bond wasn't something she could just doubt.
She wasn't going to mess things up again like she did four years ago. No way she'd let another misunderstanding tear them apart.
At least for now, she knew Alex
