47. Mia
“What are you doing here?” Jeremy angrily growls from behind me.
“I am here to see Mia.” Olivia replies, not flinching like me or breaking her brilliant smile.
“Me?” I pointed at myself in complete befuddlement. “You are here to see me?”
“Yes.” Olivia continues to smile. She rubs her palms together like a door to door sales rep, and starts approaching us.
I feel the urge to turn around and escape, but I bite down on my lips and suppress it. Doing my best to hide the tremble in my voice, I ask, “what for?”
“I know we started on the wrong footing. I want to correct that. It's all my fault and I am sorry.”
Frank gasps from behind me, instantly making me wonder if Olivia is playing a game. Anyway, I am not surprised that she is apologizing. I am sure her parents forced her
