Olivia Westview
I took a deep breath, wiping the last of my tears away with trembling hands.
That was strange, I thought, my mind lingering on the conversation I’d just had with Sarah. Did she really mean what she said? Or had I looked so miserable that even the b!tch from hell had managed to scrape together a sliver of mercy for me?
Either way, it didn’t matter.
I pushed back my chair and stood, feeling the stiffness in my legs from sitting so long. The day was almost over, and I needed to pull myself together. I had to get home, had to bury myself in anything other than the storm raging inside me. Most importantly, I had to stop thinking about James.
But the more I tried to push him out of my mind, the more intrusive the thoughts became, each one sharper than the last. His smile, h
