[ Olivia ]
Nothing had changed in two years.
Same wall colours, same portraits hanging on the walls, same colour of curtains. Everything was as it used to be when I used to live here except the photographs I hung on the walls with so much love, our wedding pictures.
Nostalgia hit me hard when I stepped in the apartment where I used to spend most of my days, lonely and crying for in my bitter life. Stephan never came here when I used to stay here. It had become my safe confinement to hide my broken heart.
What an irony that I was starting my new life with the same man and same house.
The change was in my hands now. I could either let the same cycle consume me or try to win a new Stephan, make him fall in love with me.
But before that I had to fix my life. Ethan had been calling me non
