OLIVIA
We finally arrived home after the terrific experience with Cyril at the hospital. I don't wish to experience such trauma ever again.
I was adamant about getting out of the car. Kate had already stepped out of the car while I was drowning in my pool of wretchedness. She was about to go inside the house when she noticed I wasn't anywhere to be seen.
She made a U-turn, heading back to the car. “What's wrong?
Why aren't you out?”
“Don't worry, I'm fine.” I lied. My facial expression could tell that something was eating me up.
How do I explain to Kate that I was still obsessed with Cyril? The incident that occurred at the hospital was still playing in my head like a movie. No matter how hard I try to ignore it, I still find myself dwelling in the past.
“And you expect me to b
