Olivia’s POV
I jolt up from my sleep hearing loud knocking on the door. Felt pain, so much pain in my heart and head due to crying so much. Soon my eyes were adjusted to the darkness and I looked around to found it was three in the night when the door again was knocked and that too harder.
“I am coming,” I yelled walking toward the door.
I opened the door only to find extra drunk Ethan who was stumbling holding the door. Ethan looked at me grinning widely before grim expression appeared on his face and he stumbled inside the apartment. I flinch when he is about to stumble again. I quickly hold him from his shoulder steading him and helped him toward the couch.
“You didn’t left me,” he hiccuped looking at my face. “I thought you would left me after hearing the false story from that Nat
