Olivia loudly gasps before throwing her hands over her mouth and shaking her head. "Ari, no. Please tell me you're not still hurting yourself? Do you know how bad this can get?" She now has my hands in hers. "We can get you help. You can go to one of my dad’s facilities. We can beat this. I promise." "Oli, I know I’m sick, and this past week I’ve had to confront it head-on.
