OLIVIA'S POV
We had been driving in silence for over twenty-two minutes, which felt like twenty-two hours. Julian sat next to me, completely engrossed in typing on his phone. I couldn't help but notice the sharp outline of his jaw, reminiscent of Michael's. His tattoo, a bird or some sort of winged creature, also caught my attention.
Not in the mood to start a conversation, I still didn't want to endure the silence. So, I decided to ask him some questions that had been on my mind lately.
"So, how old are you and what did you study in college?" I asked, curious if he had any background in plumbing or a similar field.
Julian didn't look up from his phone as he replied, "I'm turning twenty-three soon, and I dropped out of college."
"Seriously?" My voice unintentionally rose an octave. "W
