Chapter 24

Olivia Miller's POV

"That's a sad story. But why did you want me to read it? I don't understand what this has to do with me." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You don't know? You didn't feel any similarity or did she change the story so much that it doesn't look familiar to you?"

"Well, the glue on teacher's chair is familiar because Sarah and I got into a huge trouble because of this. Are you implying that Sarah wrote it? If you are, then let me tell you that she can never do it."

"Don't you think your friend is doing too many things that you believed she could never do? Anyway I traced the email. You see it for yourself."

"Sarahmc29... It's her email. I don't still believe it's her. Maybe someone else using it instead of her." I was in denial and Alex didn't push it.

"I want you read to read that again, think it from her perspective and then read the comments under this post. You don't need to do it now. Do it when you think that you are ready to see deeper."

"This ain't fair..." I mumbled