OLIVIA'S POV.

I pushed him away from me.

"Don't touch me, please," I said to him and he took a few steps back.

"I am sorry." He said while raising his two hands to show his surrender. I didn't want to remain in that same place with him. His presence somehow was scream danger to my brain so I turned to leave.

"You actually don't remember me, do you?" He asked me and I paused.

"But do you remember Kiara?" He added to his question. Kiara? I turned to face him.

"Who...Kiara? Which Kiara?"

"The one who met you at the party and spoke with you. You exchanged numbers, did...