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Olivia pulled me to the side.

"Can you help me get the salad?" She asked.

I know that it didn't take two people to get the salad, but I knew something like this was coming.

Call me inside just to tell me to stay away from her son.

Better yet, she would cusre me out and tell me that I was just like my mother.

Mom stole Johnathan from her, and I stole Aaron from Jolie.

"Mia, thank you for doing this." She pulled me into a hug.

Ok, that wasn't expected.

"Uh, doing what?"

"Helping my little Aaron."

"You're welcome..." I was confused.

"I know he might not tell you this, and it shouldn't be my place to say. But you saved him."

"I did?"

She smiled. "Aaron had a rude childhood, and I'm to be blamed for that, before coming to live in Seattle, he was on suicide watch and I had beg Johnathan to take him so he could have better upbringing, but I guess it was too late."

Olivia shuffled a few things around in the fridge before taking out the potato salad.

"Then one day he called me and said that