Olivia Gaus POV
"Olivia, please, I need your assistance." My mind aches every minute I reminisce on what Juliet's sudden request was all about, "Is she getting married to Mark? ... Maybe she's just trying to surprise me? ... Or she hasn't paid the debt she owes for her mom's treatment?
"What do you think is wrong with Juliet?" I asked, my voice barely audible but serious. As I fixed my gentle glance at him as he slowly approached the fridge in the small kitchen. Kitchen well equipped with different utensils,
He brought two bottles of Heineken and two glasses; he held both tightly with each hand and walked closer to the giant bed leaning by the window side.
"She's fine, sweetie, just give it time," Alex replied soothingly. "By Saturday, we'll visit her together, just like the old days.
