Olivia's POV:
I sat in the sitting room with everyone's gaze on me. Grandma had a worried look even when I told them countless times that I was fine.
"Don't lie to us, child; did he chase you out at this time?" Grandma asked, and I shook my head in denial. He will never do such a thing.
"I already told you what happened; I suddenly wanted to come here, and he dropped me off." I lied, and Grandma held her head frustrated.
"Did he bring you here?" she asked, and I nodded.
"I got a headache with your lies. I am going back to bed," Grandma said, walking to her bedroom. Father placed his hand on my head. "Are you okay?" he asked, and I nodded.
"Get some sleep; it's still very early," he said before leaving as well. My mother glared at me for a while.
"You are fine, right?" she asked, and I nodded.
