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OLIVIA

Aiden glances at the phone, then turns to me.

" Excuse me," He utters.

I nod my head.

At least, he asked before answering the call. It is a small victory, but I will take it. A win is a win.

I watch Aiden pick up the phone from the blanket and bring it to his ear.

Fuck, the phone is not on speaker mode. I won't be able to hear what their convo is all about. What is wrong with me? Why do I even care about what they are talking about?

I should not care about what they are saying, but I can't help myself. When do I become so nosy? It is as if it started just now.

Aiden's mouth tilts into a lopsided smile. I swallow hard, as a knot forms in my chest.

What is Aiden talking to my sister about that has him beaming like that?

My fists clench, my fingernails digging into my palms.

What is wrong with me? It is just a phone call. Aiden and my sister are just friends. I should not be feeling this way. But the more I think about it, the heavier that knot in my chest becomes. I am a mes