*Olivia*
We trekked all over the house to try to find Maria to no avail until Dahlia suddenly remembered her mentioning she had to go grocery shopping today, and we both decided it wasn't worth the effort of making drinks for ourselves. Instead, we tucked ourselves away in her room to sulk. I nestled myself under her blankets against her huge mountain of pillows, and she'd settled next to me.
After we burned out our first blush of rage ranting back and forth at each about how unreasonable Gio was being, and how unfair this was, and how we deserved to be able to make our dreams come true, a moment of quiet fell over us.
“What do you want to do, Olive?" Dahlia asked softly. I looked at her, and while she didn't look scared like she had in the limo, I noticed deep bags under her eyes for
