Chapter 25: Defining Us
Olivia couldn’t shake the nervous energy that clung to her as she walked into her mother’s house the next afternoon. She had promised herself she would face this head-on, but now that she was here, she wasn’t so sure. Her mother, Eleanor, stood at the doorway with a knowing expression, arms crossed. "You finally decided to show up." "I know, I should have called sooner," Olivia admitted, setting her bag down as she stepped inside. "I just needed time to—" "To avoid telling me about Noah?" Eleanor interrupted, raising an eyebrow. Olivia exhaled, bracing herself. "It’s not like that, Mom. I just wanted to be sure before I—" "Before you let me in?" Her mother’s voice softened slightly as she gestured for Olivia to sit. "Sweetheart, I only want to know that you’re happy." Olivia hesitate
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