Olivia Westview
After I dropped the call, I hurried to my closet, flipping through hangers as I tried to find something cute but casual. Settling on a soft, flowy blouse and a pair of skinny jeans, I quickly dressed, then moved to the vanity to put on some light makeup. I brushed out my hair and gave myself one last glance in the mirror.
A few minutes later, I walked down the stairs just as the aroma of dinner wafted through the house.
“Dinner’s ready,” she said with a warm smile, then her eyes widened as she took in my outfit. “You’re all dressed up. Where are you going?”
I smiled back at her. “Just outside for a bit,” I said. “But hold on—I've got a surprise for you.”
She raised an eyebrow. Before she could ask any more questions, the doorbell rang. I let out a little squeal as I
