Olivia’s Point of View
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The next day, I heard a knock on my door in the morning and I knew it was Aunt Rita. “Good morning Sleepy head?” She greeted me as I groaned softly, she went straight for the curtains and opened them as I groaned, turning around so that I could avoid the sunlight that was penetrating through the window.
“Come on you! We have had a long day today”, She said to me in a cheerful voice, how she was in such a good mood after receiving that shocking news that her husband wanted to divorce her.
“Mmmm, Just one more minute” I said to her, covering my head and she got closer to to the bed. She pulled my sheets away from me.
“Don’t tell me you are backing out now” she said to me as I looked at her. This was not happening. Why did I agree to go with her?
“Let’s go,
