I got up and sat on one of the seats I prepared for Oliver and me. I groaned, confused about what to do, I massaged my temple, grabbed my phone, and dialed my sister's number, "how's the situation over there?" She uttered as the call connected.
"Why didn't you tell me that man was Steve Grey?" I retorted, ignoring her question, she sighed and was silent, "i.."
"Would that have made any difference, we still have to go back and face everything" she cut my word, breaking the silence, "Eve, then you should come back let's go to grandpa and explain it clearly" I affirmed, with a tiny bit of hope in my heart, thinking that I would try to persuade Oliver and save our relationship.
"Eva, do you know his grandpa? We tried before, we wouldn't have risked everything to fight back. What we need to
