"You have serious trust issues, Livi," Oliver commented on their way down the fire exit that would lead to her decoy apartment. He was so deep in thought, processing a portion of the mystery that was his sister, when he collided on Olivia's back, hitting his chin on the back of her head when she suddenly halted her steps.
Rubbing his chin, his brows furrowed when Olivia glanced up to him and he didn't like what he was seeing—her undecipherable hazel eyes, the same ones their father had.
"Don't we all have trust issues, Ollie?" She smiled. A small, rueful smile that sent daggers to Oliver's heart.
It was the same smile she showed him every time but after seeing how her eyes crinkled and disappeared around with Maxen, he realized that what he thought was a smile was in fact a mask to hide her innermost thoughts.
