OLIVA’S POV.
“Oh shit.” I heard Zoe say
What was she on about now?
I stopped what I was doing and turned to where she sat.
“My car.” She spoke.
I was still confused about what she meant and so I responded again, “What about it?”
“I have to take it home, the maintenance people are coming to get it. Do you remember when I complained about a maintenance issue?”
“Oh yes.”
I quickly understood what she had been trying to explain to me.
She wanted to go home and then return the next morning.
Soon, Zoe grabbed her bag and left.
I walked her to the door and watched her as she got into her car and then drove off.
I went into the house all alone and as I locked the door behind me I let out a deep sigh. I was completely exhausted from today’s drama but at least I was grateful for the fact
