Olivia stepped into the large house she'd once lived in, hearing many familiar voices, some from family members and some from family friends. Sasha grabbed her hand, "it's okay if you need a minute, we can wait in the car for a sec."
Olivia shook her head, her feet barely moving as they stood in the entrance of the house.
"No...it's fine." She started to walk further inside, her heart pounding with each step she took.
Her eyes froze when they stepped at the front of the kitchen, her eyes scanned the room. She saw her brother, her mother, she even saw Grace, some family members of hers, such as; her grandma, GW and even Dillion. Her eyes stopped when she saw him. There he was, standing there, Conversating with her mother and brother, right beside her. That woman. That sly bitch of a woman. She'd prepared herself to see Spencer, but not Amara. The woman who'd taken the love her life away years ago, and prevented her from being able to step foot back in L.A. She wanted nothing more than to go over there and slap Amara across the face. But as much as wanted to, she couldn't.
Laura and Jordan turned when Spencer nodded ahead, letting them know Olivia had arrived. Laura's eyes lit up, but Jordan's landed on the brown skin girl, who had straight hair and pretty brown eyes, standing beside Olivia. He froze while his mother went for Liv.
"Liv, baby girl!" Her mother rushed over to her as soon as she spotted her by the entrance.
"I-I can't do it," she whispered. "I thought I could."
Sasha shook her head, tightening her grip on Olivia's hand, "liv..."
"No..." Laura stepped back when she saw her daughter's expression. Spencer looked in her direction, their eyes locking. Her eyes watered. She just couldn't. She couldn't stand there, in a room full of people, and pretend that everything was okay, like she always did. Not this time.
She wouldn't stand in the same room as him and pretend to be alright with him standing there next to his wife, right in front of her face, like nothing ever happened.
"Liv, I get this might be hard—" she cut her mother off, finally looking away from the man who'd broken her heart years ago.
"I'm sorry mom," her voice was shaky as she felt the tears coming again.
"Liv, we can go if you'd like," Sasha's voice was sort of a whisper and Laura shook her head, eyes pleading with Olivia not to leave.
"Olivia please, I need you here." Spencer, Amara, and Jordan all watched her resistance in sadness.
"I want to go, now" She finally let the tears fall, as she whispered over to Sasha, grabbing her bag, and rushing back over to the door. All Sasha could do was oblige.
"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Baker," Sasha apologized before rushing after Olivia, who'd already made it outside, and back to the car.
Laura shook her head, tears in the brim of her eyes. Jordan took light steps over to his mother and hugged her tightly. He'd already figured it would be hard for Olivia to be there, their dad dying, and on top of that she had to face Spencer.
He understood if she wasn't ready.
"I'm really sorry, mom."
Back in the car Olivia sat crying.
"I'm sorry, I really thought I could—" Sasha shook her head pulling her friend into a tight hug.
"Shh, it's okay. I'm here," Olivia's light sobs filled the silent car as she cried into her best friend's shoulder.
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Olivia stood in front of her father's grave. Everyone had left m right after they put Billy in the ground, they couldn't bare to stay any longer. But Olivia needed to say goodbye one more time.
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RomanceSpencer James, one of the biggest NFL players in LA, is married to a lawyer named Amara. Olivia Baker-his former best friend-left town three years ago, moving down to Vegas to pursue her writing career. She comes back to LA after learning about her...