Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176: I can’t lose Olive

Aaron’s POV:

The cab raced away, and all I could spot in the window was Olive’s stone-cold face, determined to leave me behind.

I ran to catch up with her, but her cold eyes cast a spell that pinned me in place.

Dismay, loss, regret, and despair overwhelmed my entire being.

The storm of emotions raged in my heart, and even though I opened my mouth to call out to Olive, I felt like I was being strangled and couldn’t force a word out.

I could only watch the cab disappear in the distance. When I couldn’t see it anymore, I closed my eyes and held my face in my hands.

Over the past two days, I knew that Olive wasn’t herself. She was so defensive toward me, and she was a poor actor. She kept pretending like nothing was wrong.

I saw the pain in her eyes and tried to talk her through it, but I couldn’t even talk myself through it. I didn’t know if she didn’t want to get married to me right now or if she didn’t want to get married at all.

This confusion kept clouding my mind at all times, and Olive’s behavior just made me feel even more insecure. I tried everything I could to s*atch her from Vincent: I used every despicable method I could think of to secure this future with her.

I finally got my wish, and she seemed to love me. But now I wasn’t sure if her love was just the excitement of something new, or if she really did love me.

These thoughts frustrated me and made me feel insecure as hell. I

knew in my heart how much I loved Olive and how much I wanted to start a family with her. I wanted her to be the first thing I saw every single morning, and I wanted her to be waiting to give me a kiss when I got home from work.

I wouldn’t even dare to imagine my future without Olive.

I spent so much time with her that I was used to her love at this point; I took it for granted. I knew that I couldn’t afford to let Olive slip away, and I couldn’t accept the possibility that the next few days of my life wouldn’t be spent by her side. Whenever I thought of Olive’s eyes, I panicked.

I swallowed hard and turned to walk towards my car. I hopped in and began racing after the cab.

Luckily, the driver wasn’t going too fast, and I soon saw the cab pull in front of a bar.

It seemed like G*d was on my side. The tension in my heart relaxed a little. I pulled over on the side of the road and watched a disheveled Olive head into the bar.

Maybe she wasn’t as indifferent as I thought. She was also upset by our argument, right?