**Olivia POV

I hurried down the Peterson driveway and away from the mansion. How could I forget about any of that? Temper or no, he had admitted to only pursuing me because I reminded him of someone else.

I shook my head as I stalked down the street and turned the corner. I needed space. I needed to clear my head. Listening to his words made me feel sick, physically sick.

I rubbed my stomach as I walked, breathing in deeply to calm the rising nausea. How ...