“No, Mal, you can’t.” “I can’t what?” “You can’t keep trying to control Olivia’s life,” she said, and even as the words left her mouth, she thought that perhaps this was too cruel. But it felt true. In the years since Olivia’s heartbreak, Mal had only gotten more protective of her. And Maria was, too, to some extent, but … not letting her make her own decisions? How was that fair?
