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OLIVIA'S POV

The cab whirled through the night, the city lights fuzzy out the window as I fought to keep the tears in. It was all just so real: Kellan and Sharon wrapped around each other in that kiss. I feel my chest caving in; with every turn, I told myself I'd wake from this nightmare.

"Ma'am, we're here," the cab driver's voice pulls me back into the reality of night. I lift my head, and Brian's building comes into view in front of me; so awfully familiar. It had been the first place I'd had the urge to run to-just as instinctively as I had so many times before.

But that thought twists something in me, leaving a sour taste in my mouth. I couldn't keep running to him every single time Kellan broke my heart. What I really didn't want to be was that girl that needed to be saved every time things fell apart.