Amelia’s POV
Home always smelled comforting, just like Ollie’s apartment was smelling right now, but none of that comfort reach me at all. I sat down on the couch resting a little from all the cleanings I’ve been doing on Ollie’s behalf.
Ollie told me she needed to clean her house, but she was too tired and pregnant to do it, then she told me that my supposed god-child had told her to call me to do it. Three calls of talking about the same thing later, I was here doing my aunt s***h godmother duties.
That was Ollie for you, always knew how to get what she wanted no matter how hard, unlike me. I hadn’t even been able to get Luke to talk to me since he came back from his mother’s. I could have sworn he had left because of me in the first place, but what could I prove?
Nothing.
“You
