**OLÍVIA’S POV**

I turned my back and came face-to-face with Rose. I walked past her, pretending not to see her. I didn’t owe her explanations about my life, especially now that I no longer lived in her house. If I wanted updates on my father, I’d ask the hospital directly.

“Are you just going to turn your back and leave us here?” she asked.

“What do you want me to do?” I faced her.

“We need money. This hospital is awful.”

“Dad seems to be getting good care. What ...