Chapter 9

• Over the next few days
• There were bad days, and then there were days where Olivia wanted to expunge her mother from her life. This was one of those days. She felt stuck, like her life was going nowhere and all she got from her mother was being told to suck it up. Life wasn’t a bowl of cherries. Pull yourself together or you’ll never find a man. Her mother didn’t realize that she was the reason that Olivia couldn’t hang on to a man.
• She flopped down on her bed and glanced at her phone, seeing a text from her mystery man and not even that got her out of her funk. He was the only thing in her life these days that made her happy and the only reason she hadn’t run off to New York yet. She was twenty-two years old and the only thing keeping her sane was a man with no face and no name...a man whom she was falling for...and that realization didn’t make her feel any better because the person she was falling in love with didn’t know who she really was...and if he did, would he accept her? Could he love her back?