Chapter 9

ZOEY

"WELCOME HOME. You look so tired. You must be starving," I said to Olivia, who appeared in the kitchen next to the door. Her head and shoulders are bowed. She appears to have used up all of her energy today. "Sit down," I told her. She wouldn't budge, so I approached her and drew her to the nearest chair at the kitchen counter. "Eat first, then rest," I said, about to leave because I was going to prepare her food, but she drew me closer and hugged me from behind. I can feel her head resting on my back.

There's that tingly sensation all over again. Ha! I like what Olivia is doing, but I'm also feeling guilty.

"I'm so tired, Zola," she's the only one who addresses me as such.

She said it was a combination of my first and last names. Olivia desired to stand out from the