*Olivia*
Dahlia left me to get dressed, practically bouncing with excitement on her way out. I wondered how she had known that she'd be able to convince me to go out. It seemed like she could damn near convince me to do anything.
But if I was being honest with myself, I kind of loved it. Her carefree attitude and determination to keep living her life no matter what happened was a good reminder that I couldn't spend the rest of my life being so scared, especially if I hoped to have any kind of future with Giovani. Danger was just going to be a part of my life. I hoped it would be a small part, but I had already learned that there were no guarantees.
I pulled on the little black dress that Dahlia had picked for me and looked at myself in amazement. Somehow she had managed to find a dres
