*Olivia*

The tears just kept coming as I thought about everything that was going to be taken away from me. Dahlia, Giovani, going to the university in Italy–I was going to lose all of it, and it was all my fault. I had told Gio that we needed to be a secret, but I hadn’t worked nearly hard enough to hide what we were.

Why the fuck had we thought going on a date would be okay? I felt like such an idiot. My mom was going to be so disappointed in me. And worst of ...