Olivia's POV

We soon arrived at the school, and I was blown away once again by how magnificent it looked. Students work in and out of the buildings while some sit on the lush grass, talking and laughing with each other.

I was a bit nervous as I watched them. What would they think of me? Would they hate me? Back at home, no one liked me much because I spent most of my time with Papa. When I was finally old enough and realised I needed my own friends, most people were already paired up.

My ...