CHAPTER – 15

Olivia pov

"You should be glad he’s not fuck you in that kitchen corner," Sofia said while laughing, making me roll my eyes. "It’s not funny, Sofia," I replied, which only made her laugh harder.

"Seriously, Olivia, you two are bickering like a couple of cats!" she said, causing me to let out a sigh. "You’re not helping, so let’s chat later," I said before hanging up. I flopped onto my bed; it was early morning, and I hadn’t even left my room. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but I just couldn’t stand the sight of that jerk.

But man, I was starving! Ugh, Olivia, why are you putting yourself through this? Just get to the kitchen and whip up something! I stared at my phone for a moment before finally getting up. As I opened the door, I saw no one—of course, he was still in his room; it was way too early for him to be heading to the office at 7 AM.

I hadn’t slept a wink all night, and I knew I looked exhausted. I made my way to the kitchen, opened the door, and was greeted by an empty