32. Offers

I double-blinked out of the shock, looking at his face as he waited for me to say something. I gulped with panic at the bottom of my stomach and my palms turned sweaty.

"Listen, I'm not trying to put words in your mouth, okay?" he quickly explained. "All I'm saying is he's a powerful man. Does he know where you live?" His eyes were as serious as his strong words and I nodded.

"Not from my lips though," I looked away when he arched one brow. "He always knows my… whereabouts." God! It was a lot harder to admit that. I was burning with shame. Finally hearing myself for the first time and I must say, Oliver is a psychopath that I need to run away from.

I couldn’t believe I once found that attitude cute and possessive.

"I've seen similar cases. Please tell me you've contacted the cops after you two broke up."

Again, sorry to burst his bubble but, "You're literally the first cop I'm contacting in my life." I felt embarrassed admitting this but I could never lie to a cop.

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