Olivia’s POV

“Rise and shine, darling, before we miss our window,” a voice said, jarring me awake as my shoulder was shaken. My eyes fluttered open, and I recoiled at the sight of Ethan’s face hovering inches from mine.

I tried to pull away, mustering every ounce of strength left in me, but his grip tightened, pinning me against him. “No need to be so dramatic,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery.

“Please, let me go,” I whispered, my voice weak and trembling, but he ...