Am going  back to my lonely life in New York, and there was nothing I could do about it. Nothing at all . Not even being angry at her would help. If only she'd tell me about Noah's father, my mind would be at rest.   "Please,  Olivia,  I want to know about him , I've my reason, which I would tell you latter, but I would like to know him about before I got back to New York," 

She sighed and rubbed her forehead with her hand. She felt a monster of a headache coming on, and it wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning

"Olivia .what's wrong? My voice...