OLIVIA'S POV The days that followed were awkward, to say the least. Everyone went about their business, waking up, eating, and going to work, but no one addressed the elephant in the room. The tension was palpable, and I could feel it hanging in the air like a thick fog. Rhonda, my mom, seemed particularly worried. She would sigh constantly, and her eyes would cloud over with concern. But she didn't say a word to either Dante or me. It was as if she was waiting for something to happen, but didn't know what. Dante and I tried to act normal, but it was hard. We would catch each other's eye, and I could see the uncertainty there. We were both thinking the same thing: what's next? Alex, my dad, was distant. He wou
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