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Go home.
The thought came to mind. It felt like something bad was about to happen. All my senses were warning me, but I ignored it.
"I just need to check the nearby parks," I said to myself.
Most of them were stunning, but I had to settle for Byrd Park. I didn't go there physically but asked around, and someone showed me pictures. I had always wanted to try eating by the side of a body of water. It would be a good experience. The three of us could go paddling together so it was perfect.
I wanted to try fishing, but I wasn't sure if it was allowed. I made a note of my plans and decided to tell Ben once I got to the office. As I made my way back home, I felt the urge to take a taxi, but the house was just five minutes away, so there was no need to waste that money.
And then… it happened.
"Olivia?" a man called. His voice sent shivers down my spine. I almost felt the urge to vomit.
I didn't have to turn around to know that he was the one calling to me. The same man who had abandoned me.
"I'm sorry, you have the wrong person," I said. I tried walking faster but he held my arm and forced me to turn around.
It was his brown eyes, the ones that made me feel sick knowing that at a certain point in my life, I basked under their gaze.
"It's me Jason," he reminded me." Jason Frank. How have you been?"
"Let go of me," I said as I struggled to get free of his grip. "Let go or I'll scream."
"You won't," he said calmly; it sounded creepy in a menacing way.
"Just let go of me," I said softly.
His grip tightened a little before letting me go. I crossed my arms fuming with rage.
"I guess you're not that happy to see me," he said with a chuckle.
"Oh gee, you don't say." I frowned.
"Olivia, I understand you're upset, but I can't talk with you if you're this apprehensive," he said, "I know a very good cafe shop around here, if you don't mind I…"
"What are you doing here Jason?" I uncrossed my arms rubbed my face in frustration.
"Here? In Richmond? I live here now," he said." And what about you? What brings you to this part of the world?"
"Work," I replied.
"I see, and uh…" His eyes darted to my stomach and back to my face. "How's the…"
"Jason, don't you dare even ask," I shot at him.
"I think I deserve a right to know at least," he said.
"'Deserve to… who do you think you are?" I asked. "You made promises, made me feel special, knocked me up, and disappeared and now you deserve to know?"
It was taking every fiber of my being not to speak loudly. People walked by but many of them didn't even bother stopping to find out what we were talking about.
"I understand that I made some mistakes," he said.
"Some mistakes? You only made one as far as I'm concerned," I stated.
"You won't even let me speak," he complained.
"Why should I?" I raised a brow. "You know what? I'll give you a chance. Try and smooth talk your way out of this one."
