Alex's POV:
It was late at night when Bruno drove me back home. I walked in and found Olivia sitting beside the coffee table, asleep.
Why was she sleeping that way? and she was in the same outfit this morning.
I walked closer and sat next to her. I couldn't lift her to bed because of my hand. Then I found a book close to her; she still had a pen in her hand even when sleeping.
"Olivia," I whispered, and she glared at me. She was still sleepy, so she wrapped her hands around my neck before burying her head in my chest.
"You are back," she said, I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"I am sorry," I said. I didn't mean to be so harsh on her. I just lost my cool.
"I regret what I did; I reflected on my actions, and it was bad," she said, and I smiled. At least she felt bad for what she did.
"What have you been doing?" I asked curiously, and she sat straight before picking up the book.
