Chapter 92

OLIVIA

My alarm clock beeped, jolting me awake. In a fit of rage, I slammed it off and buried myself back under the covers.

It was the weekend, and I had no intention of stepping out or engaging in anything remotely strenuous. My goal for the day was simple—stay in bed, switch off my phone, an...

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