"And she took it well?" Olivia asked, slurping a shake.

I roll my eyes. Then I get serious. "But, yeah, she did. She actually took it really well. She was just sad because I hid it from her for so long."

She smiles. "That's good, right?"

I shrug.

"What's wrong with her knowing? You do love her, right?"

"I thought I did," I tell Olivia honestly.

She purses her lips. "Have you met someone else?"

I gulp. I didn't want to tell her. Her eyes searched my face. I look at the table of the diner we met in. "Yes," I say.

I look up and she's nodding. "I've met someone too."