Chapter 335 Of Sticks & Grenades

• Olivia
• Nathan opened the sliding door that led to the backyard, the cool night air hitting my face like a splash of cold water.
• The stars were out, twinkling overhead, and the silhouette of the old oak tree with its treehouse stood like a sentinel in the far corner of the yard. For a second, I hesitated at the threshold, half-expecting him to reveal some grand romantic gesture, roses leading to a candle-lit table or something equally cliche.