OLIVIA’S POV
I had been waiting for hours for Dante to storm in the room like he always did but he didn't. I started wondering if he was avoiding me because he was angry with me for escaping or if he was just upset about the drugs. Will hadn't come to see me either since he stormed out in the afternoon promising me that he was going to report everything that had happened to Dante. I was just a sitting duck just waiting to be told what was going to happen next.
“You should come downstairs, dinner is ready,” Will said as he walked into the room in the evening and I was a little startled at first when he walked in because I was kind of hoping and expecting it to be Dante.
“Oh I see,” I said my disappointment evident in my voice
“Don't be all sad you will ruin my mood. Dante is on his way,
