Olivia
My childhood friend’s face was pale and his eyes were wide.
"Olivia," he said, his annoyed voice melting into concern, "who said those horrible things to you?"
Instantly, I felt myself soften beneath his worried gaze. I wished all of a sudden that I hadn’t said anything at all about what Angela said to me during my appointment, as now I realized that all I accomplished was making Nathan worried for me.
"Um… Forget it," I said, taking a step back. "It’s nothing. I think I’m just tired, and blowing things out of proportion."
Nathan’s frown deepened. "Tell me the truth, Olivia," he replied as he closed the gap between us again. "Who said that to you? I want to speak to them."
I swallowed. Nathan’s face was too intense for me to ignore it, and so I knew that I wo
