OliviaOne word to describe me. I was a mess. A total mess. My heart wasn't in a good shape same goes to my emotions. I was angry. Not at Logan but at myself. I kept on telling myself that Logan and I have something going on. I kept on telling myself that I was going to be alright. It was just a business meeting right. It's not like he's not coming back. Maybe he was too busy to check his message. Maybe he was swamped with work. But the reality of the was that, I was all alone. The truth was vividly enough for me to embrace. But I couldn't bring myself to. I couldn't turn up to Jamie knowing I would only trouble her with my problems. None of the family members really cared about me. Everyone is busy with their life. The hope I have left regarding taking decisions in my own hands shattered. I felt nothing but disappointment. At myself and also Logan. He left me. He didn't care to check up on me. I left the house very early in the morning, even before anyone was awake. My presence at
LoganMy mind had been divided between the ongoing discussion and my own thoughts. Today marked two days of my stay in Santorini, and I would say it hasn't gotten any better for me. Yes, I know I was in the wrong. I shouldn't have left without informing Olivia. I had thought it would be a one-day deal signing, but it turned out to have its own setbacks I needed to navigate to see it through.The only thing keeping me sane was the thought of Olivia. Being away from her made me realize how much I was missing in life. It made me confront my feelings. Yes, I have fallen for Olivia. I don't know how it happened, but I know what I feel for her isn't just sympathy for the responsibility or the child growing inside her. It's more than that. I haven't felt so out of place with my emotions like I have since the day I left New York for Santorini.I had tried calling Olivia countless times but discarded the thought. At some point, I was nervous. What could I possibly tell her when I left just lik
OliviaThe content displayed on the desk was none other than the photo scan from the hospital. It felt as if the air had been knocked out of my body. My temperature seemed to rise rapidly. "What's this, Sarah?" Mr. Nero asked, his tone mixed with curiosity and suspicion.Sarah and I shared a look, her expression accusing. An expression that demanded answers. "It's a baby photo scan, as you can see. Amelia is a doctor, so she can confirm," she said, her tone laced with something I couldn't quite place. "Why do you have a baby's photo scan in your room, Olivia?" she questioned, her eyes drilling into me. I knew that the image laid out before everyone was enough to arouse suspicion. All eyes turned toward me, the only sympathetic one being Amelia's. After all, this wasn't news to her."Are you pregnant?" Logan's stepmother asked, her question hanging in the air like a weight. My body felt weak, my insides pounding as I tried to absorb everything. The secret was finally out, the secret t
Olivia "I missed you more, Olivia. You're all I could think about in Santorini," his words, calm and sincere, warmed my heart. At that moment, I wished time could freeze. I yearned to be in Logan's embrace, ceaselessly. His eyes held a blend of emotions that I hadn't seen before. I took in the features of his face – his thick eyebrows, long lashes, pointed nose, full lips... My gaze lingered on his lips, and an intense desire began to grow, accompanied by a weakening in my legs.Our faces drew closer, the gap between us shrinking. I closed my eyes and clung to Logan's shirt. His lips tenderly met mine. Initially, my body tensed, overwhelmed by the sensations. But before long, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.Logan's hand settled around my waist, while the other cupped my face. The taste of his lips on mine was intoxicating, a drug for my senses. My mind emptied, fixated solely on the present moment. The kiss started gently, then Logan deepened it, the urgency in
Logan "Get rid of her," my father's voice shattered the silence that had enveloped his study room. It was the early hours of the day, before breakfast had even been served. I had been summoned here urgently, and I had a feeling that this conversation was not going to be pleasant."What do you mean?" I asked, maintaining a calm exterior. There was no way I was going to allow Olivia to bear the brunt of my family's anger alone."Olivia," he spelled out her name, his tone heavy with disapproval. "You don't expect me to simply ignore this situation, do you?" I understood my father's perspective well enough. He always acted in his own best interests, making decisions that would benefit him. That's how things worked in our family. We rarely questioned him, but this time, I felt compelled to take a stand."She's not going anywhere," I asserted firmly. Surprise flickered across my father's face, clearly not anticipating this response from me. I was challenging his authority, and it was evide
OliviaBreaking down in tears caught me off guard. The tears seemed to flow without my consent. Was it due to Logan’s persistent efforts to comfort me or the realization of the new side I had discovered in him? I couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason behind my tears. Logan was insistent on understanding, but I reassured him that I was fine.“Hello ladies,” a tall figure, Jamie, strolled into the clinic with two paper bags in her grasp. I gave her a sidelong glance. “I brought chicken wings,” she announced.“Chicken wings, really?” I quipped, interrupting her enthusiasm.“Fine then, maybe I should just leave,” she teased, grabbing the bag as if she meant to go. I didn’t make a move to stop her, knowing full well that she wouldn’t actually leave.I cleared my throat. “Well… I can handle it, you know. My baby seems to tolerate chicken,” I added, giving my belly a gentle rub.“You’re pregnant, ma’am!” Lisa’s voice was loud, causing both Jamie and I to look at her. Of course, she'd be shocked
OliviaAt first, Logan didn’t like the idea of us tagging along. I mean, we weren’t involved, but I felt like it’s the perfect opportunity to start implementing whatever plan we have in mind, which I was about to discuss with Logan while on our way to the restaurant. I made Logan call Amelia and ask for the location. I’m sure if Amelia didn’t inform the family members about our arrival, it would be a shock for them. Well, they are going to be even more shocked when they learn that Logan and I are married. Yes, I’m planning on telling them. Whether they accept it or not, it won’t change my relationship with Logan.I found myself wondering how I got the strength to stand up, not only because of Lisa and Jamie. I remembered my Grandma’s words – I should do what makes me happy. And this is the first step. “I don’t know why they chose to go to a restaurant so far away,” a disgruntled Logan hissed out beside me.I turned my body to face him. “I’m sure they want the best restaurant out there
Logan"So you're telling me that Olivia informed your family that you two are married?" Brian asked as he poured himself a glass of drink."I don't think what I said was too cryptic." I replied. I had just briefed him about everything, from how they found out about the pregnancy to Olivia's revelation at the dinner. "Wow. All of this happened and I wasn't aware. Am I really your friend, Logan?" Brian feigned hurt, leaning back on the couch with a pout. That reminded me of how the dinner ended last night.I expected my family members to react strongly to Olivia's revelation, but all they did was remain silent. Except for Liam, who congratulated her. That kind of annoyed me because he was trying to be overly friendly with her. And Olivia made it worse by not paying attention to me again throughout the dinner. She didn't even cast a glance at me. And when I confronted her, she brushed it off, saying it was nothing. Liam was just trying to establish a bond with her. I'm not naive; I under