Chapter 22 Olivia
The swanky hotel room Marie has booked is tiny because that’s how things are in Paris. It reminds me why I never want to live in an overcrowded city again.
While I seem to have crossed over into the zone where proximity to her is no longer an issue for me—I crave it more than I like to admit—I wonder how being this close to her will affect me over the course of the weekend, because there’s nowhere else to go. If I need to be alone, I will have no choice but to ask her to leave the room. Truth be told, I could do with a few hours on my own after the drive, but I remind myself to be a good sport. She didn’t drag me here against my will. We’re only here because I brought it up. We’re here for me, as she said in the car. The least I can do is be my most gregarious self, whi
