OLIVIA’S POV.
Zoe was still arguing with me, she had a double mind about the supposed nice neighbor, Mrs. Thompson.
In turn, I didn't have the energy to argue with her back I just nodded in agreement thinking that would solve the issue—for now, but instead, Zoe spoke, “I know you still don't believe me on this one.”
“Zoe, we can talk about this later. Let's just focus on closing up so that we head home.
I have a long day at the hospital tomorrow and as for you, you will have to oversee everything here at the coffeehouse and restaurant by yourself—Hence, a good night's sleep is what we need most importantly as of now and not to be going back and forth about that lady.
“Fine, I'm only letting this matter for now because I need some rest myself.
Zoe was quiet for the rest of our stay at
