Chapter 80 - Make out time

[Olivia]

I walked toward the garden with my arms crossed over my chest.

"What is the problem, Olivia?" Usher's voice asked from behind. I ignored him and walked to my favorite spot, where I sat on my sleek swing and grabbed the handle.

He stood with his two hands in his pocket, his gaze fixed on something behind me, not on my face.

"Usher," I called out, and he returned his gaze to my face.

"Olivia," he called, and I chuckled.

I stood up from the swing, and he shifted back slightly, giving me enough space to stand comfortably. I folded my hands across my chest and locked my gaze on him.

"Did you call me out here so we could just stare at each other? I know you are very beautiful, my dear sister," Usher said, rolling his eyes at me.

"Usher, what did I do wrong? I have been wanting to ask you this question for a while now, but I have not had the opportunity, and I think I want to know what is wrong," I asked, and he looked at me and knitted his brows.

"I am not sure what you mean by tha