OLIVIA

"I am coming over. As we speak, I am a few miles away from your apartment."

That was the text I received from Adrian in the early hours of the day.

As much as I enjoyed having him around, I still wasn't expecting him.

We had spoken for hours on the phone the previous night, and not once did he indicate that he was coming over.

"I guess it's too late now. I can't do anything to change his mind," I sighed.

Sending Adrian away was certainly not the best option. It would have been easier if he had notified me before booking a flight to Paris.

I had...