Chapter 45: Olivia

Olivia finished packing, her movements sluggish and hesitant. After Patrick left her sitting by the pool, she just sat there feeling forlorn and lost. She couldn’t blame him for walking off. Everything he said was true. She screwed everything up and had no idea how to fix it. When she returned to her room, she stripped out of her clothes, slipping into her robe until she was able to get into the shower, her mind dragging through the muck of her many screw ups that weekend. Patrick has every right to hate me.

After dropping a stack of shirts into her suitcase, she walked over to the window and gazed out over St. Augustine. The morning sun was already well above the skyline, bathing the historic city in its bright yellows and crisp oranges. A new day with unique possibilities.