Jo’s POV I stormed out the building rushing to my car. I opened the door quickly and I slide in, throwing my bag on the passenger seat. Right now, I have mixed feelings, I am relieved that the meeting went well, but my blood is boiling inside. I looked behind me at least ten times to see if he is coming after me, I wish he had. I want to scream my frustration, I want to ask him the question that bothers me for a while now “why I can’t be loved?” I sighed for the nth time, I need to get out of here, I need to relax, to sleep, I need to forget. My phone started ringing and I am not in the mood to answer, but I slowly took it out, I have to admit I still hope it’s him. Olivia ’s name pops on my screen and I picked up the call. I t
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