Her hands rest in her lap. She looks at them rather than me. “If you can’t be with her, maybe you should move aside for someone who can,” she says quietly. I like that idea even less. I’m not stopping Olivia from doing anything. Hell, she’s going out with someone tonight. The thought makes me flinch. Brendan. Evan. The entire fucking world is full of guys who can take her away from me, and one day one of them will.
