Chapter 18 Olivia
I’m beginning to think I ended up at Marie’s for other reasons than checking on Huppert. Maybe my brain played a vicious trick on me and made me panic so I would end up here, face-to-face with someone I actually quite like. Someone I can talk to. A living, breathing human close enough to confide in. Because this business with Sandrine is firmly at the forefront of my mind. I want to file it away so desperately, catalogue it as something belonging to my past, but it’s nagging at me. It’s doing so for a reason.
“Can I…” God, why is this so hard? I take another sip of wine. And another. “My ex called me earlier,” I finally blurt out.
“The infamous Sandrine.” Marie’s eyebrows dart up.
What startles me most about this is that I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts. I d
