OLIVIA’S POV.
I started my car and drove home, my mind drifting back to the weird conversation with Mrs. Thompson. But one thing kept bothering my mind.
Why did she keep asking too many personal questions?
Was she really up to something as Zoe had suggested? I thought
Or did she just being friendly and I'm just overreacting about it?
I sighed in frustration as I drove into the garage of my house. I got down, after grabbing my black bag and locked the car. Ensuring it was properly locked, I made my way into the dark, lonely house.
The first thing I did immediately after entering into the house was to turn on the lights. The whole room was immediately illuminated and the beauty of the house could be revealed.
I made my way to the kitchen counter where I dropped my bag before heading t
