Olivia's POV:
Alex placed his hand on mine and said, "Let's talk about something else." He smiled at me, trying to change the topic.
"That's right, this is a conversation you are not even ready to have," I sneered before pushing his hand away from mine.
Then I looked out of the car and asked, "Where are we going?"
"A place where you will be happy," he responded.
Minutes later, the car was parked on the beach. Wasn't it too late to be on the beach right now? We both walked down when a man walked towards us. "Everything is ready," he said before smiling at me.
"Thanks for the help," Alex said, and I was amazed. Did he just thank this man?
"Hold my hand; you might trip." Alex extended his hand, and I grabbed it as we both walked forward.