(Derek)
I watched Olivia leave, my chest tightening as the door clicked shut behind her. She was going out to grab something for us to eat since we were interrupted, but it felt like she was walking away from all of this—the tension, the doubt that Rebecca had stirred up.
My hands clenched, thinking about everything Rebecca had thrown at me. The way she looked at Olivia, the things she said, even the cold way she said my name… it was like the past had clawed its way back, ready to tear apart everything I’d worked to build with Olivia.
It made no sense why Rebecca had come here, why she was acting like this. And that smirk she gave as she walked out? It was nothing like the Rebecca I’d known back then.
Sure, we’d had our issues, and I had my regrets. But Rebecca was different now—hard
