VIOLETTA
I woke up to the sound of my phone going off on my bedside table.
We hadn’t gotten home until late at night after the charity game, and that was only because the boys had practically refused to let Cassian take me leave… Ollie was a little drunk to drive.
Looking back on it now, I couldn’t help smiling.
Don’t ask also, I won’t be telling how we had spent yesterday night, all you need to know is it was both fun and filled with banter.
I loved the relationship Ollie had somehow managed to build with them in such a short time.
It was good for both of us.
He had always struggled to let people in, preferring to keep everyone at arm’s length after everything he’d been through.
I saw how uncomfortable he became whenever he was around people who made it obvious they wanted to be
