CHAPTER TWENTY
OLIVE
Axel isn’t with us. He’s standing right beside me but it’s like he’s not here. He doesn’t know I know about Barry’s blackmail, and I’m not going to tell him. I wonder when he will leave, but I can’t ask.
Even as my heart constricts, I’m happy because right now I’m with him. If not for forever, at least for now.
I watch him move around the kitchen. He starts at one side of the room and ends at a cabinet, opening it and grabbing a box of cereal he must’ve chosen when we went to the market.
“I can’t believe you chose American food when we could experience something from Greece,” I say. But as soon as I say it, it’s a reminder to the both of us that he can’t experience it anymore because he’s leaving. I’m leaving tomorrow as well. I could stay longer, if I wanted.
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