"Zoe!"
Her name was the first thing she heard as soon as she stepped out of the taxi that took her back home. However, she recognized the voice and it did nothing but surge the fire coursing through her veins already.
Zoe did not spare Olivia a look over her shoulder. She must have followed her here and she was the last person she wanted to see at the moment. Hence she ignored her and strode over to the gate, wanting to be rid of her.
Everything happened so quickly that it almost seemed like a movie. One moment she had been comforting her "best friend" for the traumatic evening she just had and the next, she had her lips pressed to hers. Olivia was fucking kissing her.
