Olivia’s POV
“Oh my god, I’m such a filthy slvt, he’s not even my mate”, I ran home as fast as my feet could carry me, mom called for me the second I burst through the door
“Hey honey, where have you been?” I hid my bra behind my back and headed for the stairs
“I was with my art partner; we were working on the art project”, I said as I climbed the stairs
“Hey, Olivia, where are you going?” She emerged from the kitchen and stood at the threshold, “come sit with me, I feel like we haven’t talked in forever”, she waved me to the kitchen
“I just need to change first; I’ll be right back”
“It will only take a second, now come on”, I let the bra fall on the step and I went to the kitchen, I crossed my fingers behind my back, as I sat down, saying a silent prayer; praying that Amy will not f
