David's POV

For the next five months, I felt so empty. As soon as I got back to London, I never got proper sleep. I was always dreaming of Olivia and my son. I had five big portraits of Olivia and our son around my office wall. I had a number of photo frames of them at my penthouse.

There was never a day I missed calling her. Before my day started and ended, I always called her on the phone or in Skype.

Olivia had been avoiding my calls. Sometimes when she picked up, we only talked for ...