Chapter 103. Don’t Look at Her

Her words about her parents made me realize how long it had been since I’d even thought about our hometown. It seemed like it had been forever since we were living there, although it really hadn’t been very long at all.

A fleeting thought of Oliver swirled in my head, and I hoped wherever he was and whatever he was doing made him happy. He’d given me what he could spare, except any emotional attachment. I didn’t begrudge the way he had kept his distance, but I never wanted to live that way again.

Atkins was a universe apart from my life now. When I left, I never imagined the twists and turns I would experience, but I regretted nothing. And I’d never been happier.

A couple of days later, Nicholas and I were dressed in our finest and attending a holiday benefit raising money for literacy with his parents at the Quentin Public Library. I didn’t end up buying a white dress, but I compromised with my girls and got a silver one. It was festive, fluttery, and went very we