André’s POV
Olivia and I still haven't been able to talk for a while. She always kept her door locked and avoided me at every chance that she got.
I decided to get creative; I was going to outsmart my little kitten.
I signalled one of the kitchen staff to take Olivia's lunch to her while I followed closely behind.
We soon got to her room door, and the maid knocked gently.
“Who is it?” called out Olivia from the other side of the door.
“It's me, Miss Olivia. I came to bring your lunch to you.”
It didn't take long for the lock of the door to start to turn, and in a few clicks, the door flung open. In a split second, I grabbed the tray and forced myself into the room before Olivia could change her mind and close it again.
She looked at me bewildered, but I ignored her. She closed t
