Chapter 22

NOLAN

Talking to Olive's father, I realized I couldn't blame Olive for some of her attitudes. She was the photocopy of her father. His glarings weren't intimidating to me. He made it clear that nothing should happen to his daughter. Even when I made him understand that Olive can take care of herself and regardless of that, I will make sure she's safe. He kept ringing it to my ear. Nigel couldn't help but giggle, especially when Olive's dad said he thought he was me. I felt like ripping his head off. A woman in her late forties walked in with Olive and Ella trailing behind. I suspected from the resemblance that she would be Olive's mom. She looked calm unlike Olive, who is always aggressive. Olive glared at me and I wondered why. Ella chuckled. "Hi, Nolan"

I smiled. "Ella". I stood up to hug her. "You look so gorgeous"

She chuckled. "You don't look bad too"

Olive hissed and I chuckled. What exactly is wrong with her. "You're Nolan," her mom said, walking closer to