Chapter 18 Olivia
- I don’t let Mike get another step toward that door. Not until I’ve tried everything.
- “Think about it,” I say, keeping my tone calm, coaxing, even though my chest feels like it’s going to split open. “Winter would’ve been working at Valcour if you hadn’t given her spot to me.”
- His hand lingers on the doorknob, but he doesn’t turn it. His jaw works, tight, and I know I’ve hit something.