Olivia_
I stared at the check in my hands long after Grandpa left. My fingers trembled as I traced the numbers written in perfect ink.
It was more money than I’d ever held in my life. More than enough to start over.
Starting over required energy, and right now, all I felt was exhausted.
I set the check down on the coffee table and leaned back against the couch, pressing the heels of my palms into my eyes.
Maybe if I sat here long enough, the pain in my chest would dissolve. Maybe if I ignored it, the pain wouldn’t feel so raw.
A sharp buzz made me jolt. My phone, screen glowing,, I stared at the screen for a little while, it was Zoe.
I exhaled and answered.
"Liv! Where the hell are you?" Zoe’s voice rang through the speaker, sharp with concern.
"Home," I murmured.
"Home?" she rep
