Chapter 83

OLIVIA

“Hey, hey, hey,” Logan shushed, trying to console me, once we got into the room.

“It’s not even been a week,” I whispered, tears threatening to fall, “It hasn’t been a week,” covering my mouth, so it could stop me from crying, but I failed miserably, tears fell.

Logan rushed to my side, and pulled me in for a hug. Holding me hard against his shirt, as if he knew I didn’t want my sobs to be heard. I cried into his shirt.

“It’s okay, Olivia, it’s going to be okay,” he said, I went out of his grasp.

“I’ll start getting my things from the bathroom,” I sniffled. I went into the bathroom, and closed the door behind me.

Getting a small knapsack, packed all my toiletries in, constantly reminding myself that I had to be strong. Rinsing my face and walking back into the room, Logan had already brought out a suitcase, the closet door wide open.

“You can go with the few essentials, and then we come back for the rest,” he suggested.

“Yeah th