DILLON
Olivia walks into the bedroom and begins getting out of her clothes almost immediately.
"Hey," I say but she doesn't look in my direction or verbally give me a response.
She walks to the closet in nothing but underwear and grabs a towel, wrapping it around herself. I watch as she walks to the bathroom and closes its door with a loud bang.
I'd follow behind her and try to make her say something but I know just how much space she needs right now, plus my presence will only worsen the situation because I kept something that big from her.
When close to forty minutes pass, I stand up and go there to check up on her and talk to her.
When I open the door, Ollie is standing under the shower, her gaze lost. She seems so lost in thought like interrupting her would kill her. It's as if s
