Olivia

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When we arrived in New York the next morning, Alexander offered to drive me back home by himself. One of the drivers took Arthur and Caroline home in a different car.

“So what does this mean?” He asked as he drove into the city.

I blushed.

I had taken time to think about it. To think about us. I didn’t mind trying one more time. Alexander had always been there. No matter what was going on.

Even when I had gotten myself involved with other men, Alexander still ...