Olympia’s POV

My heart sank as my eyes remained fixated to the envelope in his hand. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I just stood, frozen.

“Olympia, should we order pizza tonight or…” Lola was saying and then trailed off.

“Olympia, what’s wrong?” she asked me but I didn’t answer, she turned to look at Zayn and then she saw it.

“Is that…” she trailed off again.

“Who gave you that, Buddy?” she asked Zayn.

“I was playing outside with my ball and a man gave me this. He asked me to give it to mummy,” Zayn replied.

Lola took the envelope from Zayn and asked him to go up...