Chapter 134. Control

I knew that I was being a dickhead and proving all her fears right that she couldn’t trust me. 

We should talk about earlier, clear out the miscommunication that made us fight like enemies and hurt each other badly.

But now I can't. 

I could not see past my terror, past the cold fist in my chest at the thought of her falling dead on a random day because Louise was in a bad mood, or suddenly remembered her sister’s death.

It was driving me crazy that someone else could be Olivia's god, and I wanted to go kick her off that throne and stomp, stomp and stomp on her until she was reminded of her mortality, and that no one was allowed to make Olivia’s life hell, not even me.

Olivia was staring at me now, her eyes narrowed into slits. Then she stood up, heading for the door.

I caught her arm two steps in, and pulled her back. 

“Get your hands off me.” She slapped my hand off her, her face tight like she had just barely resisted the urge to