Olivia After I changed my direction, my feet took me towards the phone in the kitchen. I needed to talk to someone, although Mrs. De Luca was not my best bet, I dialed her number anyway, my fingers trembling slightly as I waited for her to answer. "This is the De Luca residence, how can I help?" a warm voice said. "It's Olivia, can I please speak to Mrs De Luca?" I replied, trying to sound calm. "Mrs De Luca is not in at the moment. Can I take your message?" The housekeeper ask smoothly. "I was wondering if I could meet with her tomorrow. It's Olivia, if she could get back to me." I said hating myself for sounding like an automated bolt. There was a pause, and for a moment, I thought the housekeeper had hung up on me. "Of course, dear, I will let her know," she said finally. I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "Thank you, I'll be waiting." I hung up the phone, feeling a sense of determination wash over me. It was time to take matters into my own hands. I made my way t
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