OLIVIA
Alexander entered the shower, so I got out of the bath and dried my body with a dry towel. I moisturise my body with my favourite vanilla body lotion, and while doing so, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror and touch my scar. This will be a constant reminder of what got me to Brooklyn in the first place, and the reason why I need to leave. It is a blessing and a curse at the same time, but I will always cherish the good memories I am taking with me.
I dress up in my summer short pyjamas and slide my slippers on. I head to the bedroom and before I could get on the bed, Violet knocks and I shout come in.
She enters holding a tray of two glasses.
I tilt my head confused.
“Violet, what is that?” I ask.
“Ms. Megan asked me to bring this to you and Alexander,”
Alexan
