- 1.
When did I fall for Olivia? Maybe it was at the
freshman welcome party, watching her dance
on stage. Red dress swirling, graceful and
captivating. The quiet, tearful girl who’d trailed
behind me as a child had blossomed into a
stunning young woman. I went backstage after
her performance. I wanted to catch up, but
before I could reach her, a handsome guy
appeared. He ruffled her hair, his voice full of
affection. “Our Olivia stole the show tonight.
Must have knocked ‘em dead!” She leaned into
his touch like a contented cat, her eyes
sparkling. I knew in that instant she was in love
with him. I was about to leave when she spotted
く
- me. “Alex?” she called out, uncertainty in her sweet voice. The guy’s face fell when she
spoke to me. He playfully pinched her cheek,
but his eyes held a warning. “Olivia, I can’t believe you! It’s like pulling teeth getting you to call me anything, and here you are, calling out to someone else!” Their feelings were mutual. I should have been happy for her, but a dull ache settled in my chest. I later learned he’d been there for her during the years I was gone. Ethan Chen. A well–known, wealthy playboy. My mom told me Olivia’s family was rich too. A perfect match, I guess.
