OLIVIA
I wake up with Dillon's arm over my body and tilt my head over my shoulder to look at him. He's fast asleep, his loud snores evidence of that. I gently slide out of his relaxed embrace, climbing out of bed. I quickly shower and get clothed, and then I walk out of the room and house, careful enough not to wake him up.
I'm going to the park prison, eager to hear Alfred's full story.
Officer Bernard is not at the front office when I walk in so I don't stop there to offer my greetings.
"Excuse me, madam," a feminine voice calls behind me. "You cannot go there without an appointment!"
I turn to look at her and she stops in her tracks, "Luna Barlowe, I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was you. You may proceed."
"Thank you," I say, proceeding into the cells.
I stop in front of Alfred's
