Olivia
Liam should have been here by now. Something must be wrong. I was supposed to be studying, but I could not concentrate. So, I went into the kitchen and looked in the cupboards to make something.
Anthony came in and saw me measuring flour in the kitchen.
“Oh no, what happened now, darling?” Anthony asked.
“Nothing,” I told him.
“Bullshit. You have baking supplies out; I spy chocolate chips. You’re making cookies, which means you’re worried about something,” Anthony said.
I sighed and looked up from my mixing bowl. “Am I that obvious?”
“Yeah, kinda. Don’t get me wrong; I love your chocolate chip cookies, but you only make them when you’re worried about something. So what did Liam do that made you worried?” he asked.
“You know what? I'm going to add peanut butter to this mix to
