Olivia’s POV.

“Do you think this looks okay?” I spoke before fully coming out of my bathroom.

Marcell was sitting on my bed. His elbow’s braced on his knees. His head bowed. The apartment had grown quiet. All with the exception of Hal and Ren waiting for us downstairs, we were alone. It was decided that we would go our separate ways after Ellie left.

Pauly insisted that he was the one to drive Ellie. The quiet protective man seemed calmer in a sense. Something ...