Chapter 20 The Kiss
- I was stunned.
- Today is my birthday?
- I hadn’t celebrated my birthday in years—five, to be exact. So much of my life had been swallowed by a relentless pursuit of survival—working to pay off debts, searching endlessly for my stolen baby—that I had forgotten what it felt like to have a day just for me. The reminder should have felt joyous, but all I could think about was Olivia.