Olivia's pov
I pace around the room. What do I do now? I hear a knock.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry! I don't know why I freaked out on you at all! It wasn't your fault. I guess I just wanted somebody to blame it on. I'm really sorry. I've just been so mad at the world right now I guess," Ethan says as I open the door.

"I forgive you. I know what you're feeling like. I've definitely been there too," I reply.

"Is there any chance that your sister is around? Or could I have her dorm room?" He asks.
"Sure, its 209. Why?" I ask.
"Well, maybe you should come along. Grayson already knows this, but I'm only explaining this once more," Ethan slightly chuckles.

We walk to Avery's room and I knock.
"Hey!" Ave chirps. "Oh! Hey Ethan," she adds. I can tell she's a bit uncomfortable, because she's fiddling with her fingers.
"Hi," Ethan and I say in unison.
"So, I have some news to tell you. It's about us," Ethan sighs and Avery lets us in. "Remember when our parents wanted us to get married and take over the business?" he asks.
"Yeah," she replies. We all know what he's going to say.

"They still want us to get married."