Olivia’s POV

I heard Elliott calling my name from several steps behind me in the crowded lobby of the building. People rushed past in every direction, heading home after a long day. I kept my eyes forward and quickened my pace, pretending the noise had swallowed his voice.

My conversation with Dave had been repeating in my mind all afternoon. He and Henry were worried that I might end up hurting Elliott. The truth was that I was the one afraid.

My life still carried too many sharp edges, ...