TWENTY NINE

pov : oliver

"Ready?" I asked and she pursed her lips, nodding before getting in the car. She seemed tended and I was tensed too. She slammed the door behind her and looked out the window at my house. Scratch that, at our house. It is hers too. I can never look at that house again without thinking of her.

"Let's go." She muttered under her breath and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"It will be fine," I assured her. "I will be there. Besides, we are not going there now. We will be there tomorrow."

"But what about the company?" She asked and I smiled. "They said they are shutting it down on Friday. We have two days for that." I said and she nodded, looking a little relieved.

"Where are we going?" She asked and I started the car, driving along the road. "Oh. Will we be meeting Oliver Hale there?" She asked, her eyes rising with hope.

I almost wanted to burst out laughing but I controlled myself. With just a controlled small smile, I said, "Yep."