Had Olivia Cohen not sneaked out to go clubbing almost a year ago, she would have never met Jairus McQueen. Sitting and staring at herself in front of the dressing mirror, she wondered what her life might have been.
Would she have known love? Experience the phenomenon of a lover's touch that warms the soul. What about being dependent on no one other than herself for food, shelter, and clothing?
Olivia a year ago had no one besides her parents to maintain her financial worries. She had to smile and pretend to like the fake bonds of friendship along with fabricated relationships bestowed upon her. She had found out months before the night of her pilgrimage with Molly that her supposedly betrothed, Clinton Saxon is a lying bastard who only loves the sound of his very own voice.
To the eyes of their elite society, Clinton was the ideal son-in-law. He was charismatic, successful, ambitious, and lives for the political scenery which was a turn-off for Olivia.
