Olivia's POV
I guess I can freely cry without any eyes on me.
I drag in a long breath with comes in as liquidy and dusty.
Feels like I am in a Sahara or something and I raise my head to look around. My guess was right.
During the period I spent in school, most of the houseworkers and quit leaving the house to tend to itself.
The build in the corridor flickers on and the whole space returns to it's semi dark space telling me how dark it must have gotten outside.
Six pm? Maybe eight.
With a sigh, I try to stop the impending deja vu, but that fails when I remember the first time Grace had slept over.
We were newly teenagers, but we had been sleeping over at eachother's houses since we were much younger, thanks to our mothers friendship, but the night of my thirteenth birthday w
