Olivia's POV

I sat in the bedroom, staring out of the open window. Breakfast lay on the bed side table and there was only a little nibble of the waffle.

I had lost my appetite. I had begged André to let me attend the meeting with him but he said no and bribed me with kisses. My face flushed as I remembered it but it did nothing to calm my nerves.

My mind was going haywire. I didn't think shifting the war to the next new moon was a great idea. Jonas was very resourceful. It was bad enough ...