Chapter 29 Marie
I’ve barely rounded the corner when I need to pull over on the side of the road because I’m crying too hard to drive—because I’m driving away from Olivia.
I find my gaze in the rear-view mirror. “Pull yourself together, for heaven’s sake.” I bang my hand on the steering wheel. Damn it. This was not supposed to be this hard. A surprisingly large part of me wants to turn around and head back to Olivia’s house, leap out of the car dramatically and run into her waiting, open arms. This is ridiculous.
“You are Marie Dievart,” I say to my reflection, as though that means anything at all. Out here, it didn’t mean a single thing, which was exactly what I needed to put myself together again.
I put the car back in gear and drive through my tears. I can’t go back to Bonneau. I ne
