#Chapter 107: Unlike You

Olivia The echo of the slamming door lingered in the silent night as Nathan and I walked away from Alvin’s house. A sorrowful hush had descended over the town, as if it, too, mourned the loss of the old Alvin. Our short, bitter walk home was filled with a silence so thick that I could have cut it with a knife. That silence was only punctuated by my own stifled sobs and the sounds of our shoes slapping against the sidewalk. Back home, I couldn't get Alvin’s hurt and confused face out of my mind. As soon as we stepped through the door, it was as though a dam had burst within me. My feelings, my thoughts, all came pouring out; I couldn’t keep them in anymore. The tears began to flow more freely now, and all Nathan could do was guide me to a chair. A few minutes later, a cup of hot cocoa was pressed into my shaking hands. Nathan and I sat in silence at the kitchen counter for a long time. The cup of hot cocoa remained firmly grasped in my hands, untouched. The warm