Olivia
When I finished speaking, Nathan’s eyes widened, and he looked like I had just slapped him. “You’d really leave? Over this?” he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
I shrugged, blinking back the tears that were threatening to spill. “Maybe. I don’t know, Nathan. I just… I don’t feel right with this whole situation.”
Nathan was silent for some time. He sank down onto the side of the bed, running his hands through his dirty blond hair in that way that he always did when he was thinking deeply.
“Olivia,” he finally said, “it’s just temporary. Why do you hate Edward so much?”
I sighed, the exasperation seeping through my words. “Nathan, I don’t hate him. But you didn’t even consult me before you let him move into our house. I’ve got two infants in the other room and
