OLIVIA
I sat at the breakfast bar, sipping the glass of wine in my hand. It was late, and everyone else had likely already gone to bed.
I couldn’t sleep, though I wasn’t sure why. Tomorrow would be the day the divorce will be finalized.
"Disturbed?" Lewis called from behind me. I turned, offering him a small smile. He settled down beside me, reaching for another glass.
"I guess," I replied in a hoarse voice, letting out a deep sigh.
"Mind sharing what's on your mind?" he asked, giving me a reassuring look. His eyes seemed to say, ‘Feel free to tell me anything at all.’
Lewis would fit a great boyfriend for he was a good listener. He knew exactly when you want to be alone and when you needed someone to talk to.
"I'm just restless, that's all," I said, waving my hand dismissively. I
