(Derek)
“Derek,” Olivia said softly, walking over to me. I could see that she was thinking about something, and my stomach tightened. I reached out, taking her hand and giving it a small squeeze.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. She hesitated for a moment, glancing down before looking me in the eyes.
“Rebecca… she came to see me.” Her words hit like a punch. I didn’t want to hear Rebecca’s name, especially not in this way, not from Olivia. I kept my grip calm on her hand, but it was like my chest was closing in.
“What did she want?” Olivia sighed, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“She said things about you—things I don’t believe, Derek. I just… I need you to know that no matter what she’s trying to say or do, I’m standing by you.” I felt angry but also grateful. Angry that R
