For a moment she couldn’t remember where she was and why she was still wearing her shirt and jeans. She stared at the ceiling and the fog slowly cleared from her thoughts. The events of the previous day replayed through her mind. Olivia sure had a lot of things to sort through. She didn’t envy her the confrontation she realized must come. She knew Olivia was determined to live her own life and wasn’t willing to hide her feelings from Grandmama any longer. Yet, based on what Eliza had disclosed, if Grandmama were to accept Olivia for who she was, she would have to overcome a lifetime of pain, pain from growing up with a distant mother and pain from the scandalous whispers of others.Rebecca also wondered where her own feelings for Olivia would lead. Previously, they had flirted and found an obvious sexual attraction toward one another, but yesterday had been different. They had bonded on a different level, sharing a spectrum of emotions from pain to hope. Rebecca felt a growing love for Olivia and thought Olivia felt the same way toward her.
