Olivia POV
My eyes were wide as I sat there frozen in place.
No…
This can’t be…
Why of all the people it had to be her?
I inspected her closely as my eyes moved over her slowly.
She was wearing tight black jeans and a loose shirt. Her hands caught my attention as I saw her buckle up her jeans.
What?!
She moved closer to Marcus as her arms wrapped around his neck, racking her fingers into his hair in an attempt to pull him down, closer to her while she stood on her tiptoes.
My blood was boiling as my body started to shake in rage.
How dare she!
My chest raised and fell fast as my fists were clenched tightly shut. I felt the need to stand up and storm towards them and to rip her off of him.
Even so, a little tiny rational voice that was annoying as hell was saying I cannot do tha
