Olivia’s POV My throat ran dry and my heart pounded in my chest as I looked at the packed-up boxes in front of Joshua’s apartment as if he was moving out. Shifting my attention to the front door, my hand trembled as I pushed open the slightly ajar door leading to Joshua’s apartment. “Joshua? Are you there?” I called out, both scared and desperate to hear him reply. Obviously, I yearned to see him again, to know that he was okay and to know that he didn’t just leave me for no reason. I missed him so terribly that it hurt me physically, emotionally, and mentally. I could still feel his kiss on my lips and the sight of the hickeys he had left on my body only made me cry every time I looked in the mirror. Yet, at the same time, a certain fear paralyzed me when I saw the boxes and the opened apartment door, as if something terrible had happened, something I didn’t dare to even think about. Pushing the door fully open, my jaw dropped at the empty apartment. Not a single piece of furnitu
Olivia’s POV My eyes scanned the arrivals board for the flight number listed on my phone and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it had arrived. Smiling to myself in anticipation, I made my way to the arrivals gate and started peeking past the doors to spot the familiar face. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait for long, and soon, my name echoed through the hall. “Olivia!” “Adrina!” I shouted back as I watched her run towards me. Before I knew it, she had her arms around me, hugging me tightly and washing me over with a sense of comfort. My eyes teared at their own will and a sob built up in my throat at how she was making me feel and had always made me feel. Tilting my face up, I quickly wiped away my tears and curved my lips into a huge smile. “I’ve missed you, O! How have you been?” she asked as she cupped my face in her hands. A small chuckle escaped my lips and I exhaled. “I missed you too, babe. I’m fine, like always.” “Are you sure? There’s something different about
Olivia’s POV Tucking myself safely in between the massive teddy bear’s arms, I took a deep breath and slid my finger across the screen, answering the call from my big brother that I hadn’t spoken to in quite some time. A small smile curved my lips at the thought of him as I placed the phone to my ear. “Hey, Lukey!” “Oli! What took you so long to pick up? Are you having a boy over?” my brother screamed through the phone before bursting out into laughter. Oh, how I’ve missed his voice. My head shook at his usual crazy antics. “Lukey, no! I was just looking for my phone. Anyway, what’s up with the sudden call?” “Oh, do I need a reason to call my baby sister now, Miss New York?” he asked sarcastically. A loud exhale escaped my lips. “Lukey, I know you. There must be something important for you to call me.” “Yeah, you’re right. I hate you for knowing me too well,” he said in surrender with a slight hint of annoyance in his voice, much to my delight since I always loved annoying hi
Olivia’s POV My knee bounced nervously under the table as Ms. Priya read through my rejection letter. Her forehead furrowed as her eyes scanned the contents of my letter. Technically, there was no need for a letter in the first place, since I had just finished my internship period and was waiting for the offer letter from Firebrand Marketing Incorporated. But, since Ms. Priya had kindly offered me a permanent position based on her word of mouth, I knew she deserved a proper letter stating that I wouldn’t be able to accept her offer. “Where did this come from, Olivia? I thought that you were looking forward to working with us?” she asked as she placed the letter on her table. Shit, she’s mad. Nodding gently, I sighed. “I was, Ms. Priya. This is my dream job and I’m grateful that you offered it to me. But, my circumstances have changed.” “Changed how?” she questioned, arching her eyebrow at me inquisitively. Standing up, I pulled back the loose shirt I was wearing until my baby bu
Olivia’s POV My breath hitched and my heart clenched at the pleading look Sam was looking at me with. To be honest, judging by the way he walked off after I revealed that I was pregnant, I never expected to see him again. I knew it must have been hard for him to hear that I was with child with a guy he hated and then to find out that I was raising the child alone, but it wasn’t as challenging as what my life has turned into, which made me a little annoyed with him. “Sam, what are you doing here?” I demanded as I folded my arms in front of my chest. Sam gulped and flashed me an apologetic smile. “I came to talk to you, Oli. Also, I brought dinner.” As much as I wanted to be angry with him and deny him from entering, the smell of the food pierced my nose and my tummy growled with hunger. So, I stepped aside and opened my door for him. “Fine. Come in,” I said before closing the door behind him. Sam took off his raincoat and placed the food on the coffee table while I headed to my r
Olivia’s POV My eyes teared as I watched my big brother get down on one knee to propose to the love of his life. The happy couple’s close friends and family hid behind some bushes as we observed them enjoying their moment in the sunset. It still felt unreal that Luke was officially engaged to become someone’s husband and I would have been lying if I said that I wasn’t a tad jealous. Still, I had my Little Bean and I was satisfied. The news that I was pregnant received mixed reviews from my parents. Just as Luke said, at first they were disappointed in my decisions that led me to that point, but a little later, they were super supportive. All of them wanted to know who the baby’s father was, but just like in the version of my story that I told Luke, I hid his identity and insisted that they don’t bring him up again. Assuring them that I was happy with the way things were, I forced out a big smile to hide my pain and thankfully they bought i
Olivia’s POV The minute I exited the airport with all my luggage like a camel, the familiar smell of the California air instantly hit my nose, reminding me that I was home. The sunshine, the salty air, and the sea breeze welcomed me, but they were not all there was. “Olivia May Jamerson!” I heard a familiar voice shout out my full name as soon as I stopped outside the main airport doors. It was a voice I knew all too well and true enough, when I turned towards the source of the sound, I saw the familiar 6-feet tall male in a short-sleeved t-shirt and blue jeans leaning against his SUV. “Lukey!” I screamed as I desperately attempted to walk as fast as I could while pushing my luggage cart. Eventually, I reached him and he immediately scooped me into his arms for a hug. “Oh, Oli! It’s so good to see you!”. “Ow! Ow! Ow!” I exclaimed as he squeezed me ev
Joshua’s POV It had been almost four months since I woke up on the hospital bed with a pounding headache. The last thing I remembered was riding my beautiful sports bike along the California coastline highway the night of my birthday when I saw an oncoming truck lose control. When I woke up from what I was informed was a short coma following brain surgery, I found myself like a completely different person. The clothes I was wearing when I was brought into the hospital were not the ones I was wearing on the night of my birthday. My hair had grown rather messily and so did my beard, which was weird since I was usually clean-shaven. What happened? How long has it been? My parents stood by my hospital bed as I awoke and was plagued with confusion. According to Dad, my motorcycle accident happened more than a year ago, 16 months to be exact and I had actually woken up from a coma two months after that accident. Apparently, I had amnesia and couldn’t remember anything or anyone, includin