OLIVIA

We finally arrived home after the terrific experience with Cyril at the hospital. I don't wish to experience such trauma ever again.

I was adamant about getting out of the car. Kate had already stepped out of the car while I was drowning in my pool of wretchedness. She was about to go inside the house when she noticed I wasn't anywhere to be seen.

She made a U-turn, heading back to the car. “What's wrong?

Why aren't you out?”

“Don't worry, I'm fine.” I lied. My facial expression could tell that something was eating me up.

How do I explain to Kate that I was still obsessed with...