Chapter 35: Olive's POV
The call came twenty minutes after I left Grayson's office.
I was still standing on the sidewalk like an i***t, people rushing past me with their coffee cups and briefcases, living their normal lives while mine was actively imploding. My phone buzzed in my hand and I almost didn't answer when I saw the name.
Ryan Mitchell.
Of course. Because today wasn't already a dumpster fire.
"What," I said flatly.
"Well, hello to you too, sunshine." His voice was that same obnoxious tone I remembered from college. Too confident, too casual, like he'd never heard the word 'no' in his life. "Miss me?"
"What do you want, Ryan?"
"To meet. Tonight. There's a café on Pine Street, you know the one—"
"The bet's over," I cut him off. "Zane kissed me. In front of everyone. You lo
