Chapter Seventy Five

Ayva’s POV

“What do you mean it wasn’t a date?” Olivia exclaimed with wide eyes and opened mouth.

I groaned, still feeling drowsy. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand, as I looked up at her with half-open eyes.

“Can I go back to sleep now?” I asked as I moved back to a sleeping position in my bed.

“No. Not until you tell me everything!” She said, pulling my arm to drag me up.

“Come on Liv,” I cried as I pulled myself up to a sitting position. When I arrived home the previous night, I was relieved to see Olivia passed out on the couch in the living room because I knew she would have questioned me tirelessly if she’d been awake. I’d hoped I’d be able to prolong that conversation for as long as possible but well Olivia had other plans because the first thing she did when she woke up was hop into my bed and start interrogating me.

“I’ve told you everything. Let me sleep, please. I’m tired.” I mumbled, a yawn escaping my lips.

“Did you have sex with him?” She suddenly asked, he