Oliver
I haven’t heard from anyone from Liverpool for the last week. Since then, we’ve been closed up in this cottage, only going on runs in the woods every few days or down to the grocery shop for supplies.
Sophia has been amazing, trying to make me feel better about the whole f****d up situation, but in all honesty, nothing she does will help. It’s not her fault, nor should it have ever been, that my family is so f****d.
I know she sometimes blames herself, which is so incorrect that it annoys me. We both help each other when we can’t get out of the rut we’ve been in.
My phone buzzes on the coffee table while we enjoy our afternoon as the rain pours outside. I reached out to check the new message that Ashleigh sent today. She has been trying to get us both to tell her what happen
