Olive's POV
"Someone's here to see you", Dalton peeped in, addressing Ron.
"Who?"
Dalton looked anything but comfortable with the question. "Umm. You might want to see it yourself"
Ron threw me a clueless look but I had a feeling that whoever this guest was, he may not be exactly welcomed.
"Alright. I'll be down in a minute"
Dalton nodded in satisfaction, before shutting the door.
"Who do you think it is?", he asked me, rising from his chair.
I shrugged , unable to answer the question. "I'm equally as clueless as you are"
"Come on. Let's go"
Although Ron was still somewhat upset with my dangerous decisions, he decided to let sleeping dogs lie. For now.
He had used various occasions to guilt trip me, sometimes, talking about our pups. But I knew the game he was playing at and I
