Olivia’s POV-
The next morning, I was woken up early by the smell of bacon being cooked. My egg donor never cooked bacon for me, only for Harry. I changed into some jogging bottoms and T-shirt and headed downstairs. I found my biological dad cooking bacon and eggs for breakfast, for both of us, which was amazing. We sat and ate, before we headed off upstairs. Dad said he was going to change into a suit after a shower. I decided I wanted to wear something I had never really worn around Daniel. Okay, I wanted to drive him crazy.
I showered and brushed my teeth, before dressing in a black denim mid-length skirt, which stopped at mid-thigh. It showed some bruises on my leg, from where Harry stomped on me. But the more bruises that can be seen, the better. I slipped on a tight red cami top,
