Chapter 180

• They were never that close. But six years wasn’t a short time for two people to interact. And so far, Xaverio really never had lied to her. But still…
• “If you’re really being honest, tell me—how is my baby?” Olivia’s voice came out faint, spoken from inside the house.
• She didn’t open the door—but she cracked open the window, just enough to speak with Xaverio. They sat back to back, separated by the chair and the glass window.