Olivia's POV

My mother turned her gaze forward again started the engine and then drove the car again until it started moving again.

I started to open the remaining hand that was stuck to my face. Then I opened my eyes which I had closed just now.

"Ah, maybe you were hallucinating because you were daydreaming too much earlier."

My mother started blaming me after she just said something carelessly. Now she's accusing me of something wrong.

"Em... did you do it on purpose?"

"What on purpose, ma'am?" I tried to refute it with questions. My mother seemed to be accusing me of all kinds of things and started to...