Chapter 29 Who The Fuck Are You?

• OLIVIA
• The door slammed behind me. His voice called my name again, but I kept moving. If I stopped, if I turned, I would break. I could feel it building behind my eyes, that hot pressure that meant tears were coming. I refused to give him that. Refused to let him see what he had done to me.
• How could I be this torn up over someone I wasn't even dating? It made no sense. But there it was anyway. The image of his hands on that girl, her legs wrapped around him, their mouths fused together like they were trying to inhale each other. At the exact moment I was supposed to walk through that door.