Olivia

I was looking at the scenery outside the car window as night fell over the city. Alexander was driving the car, and his hand was in mine, giving me comfort as we followed the car in front of us, the Dave’s car which he was with his mother.

After the long afternoon of conversation, that woman had told me a lot about the past involving my mother, my real father and the whole situation they experienced until reaching the point where my mother had to stay away from me in order to ...