“Olivia, are you okay?” he asks me softly. I only manage to nod feeling my mind everywhere. I need answers and I need them ASAP but answers to what if I don’t really know what to ask? That file could be important for me, probably I could get some answers? But who do I ask? I cannot talk to Sophia probably she would tell Ian and that’s the last thing I would want to do. If another day goes by without these answers, I am afraid I will probably get a bed in an asylum.
“Let me take you to Sophia.” I look at his face and see the bluest eyes I have ever come across.
“No! I…I am fine, no need now.” I stutter in embarrassment seeing that he has caught me ogling.
“Don’t worry, you’re not the first, plus I am used to that.” He tries to make me feel better. How thoughtful of you! I inwardly s
