OLIVIA
I hadn’t seen Rosa for the last two days.
And I couldn’t help the pangs of fear that kept hitting me, or the twists of tight knots that kept forming in my stomach.
Morning came quickly, and since there was no ‘Rosa’ to help me out with anything, I had to push myself out of bed to get whatever I wanted.
The kitchen… that was the first place I had in mind to be.
Peppermint tea— I couldn’t understand my craving for it these days, but my stomach wouldn’t settle until I gulped a few drops down.
My feet slid into my flip-flops, and I threw my hair into a messy bun, yawning and stretching slightly on my feet.
Memories of last night drifted through my mind, but I shoved them off.
It was too early to start thinking about him.
But I couldn’t stop thinking— in fact, I found myself re
