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wrong and refused to be punished for it with a cheating husband. Who knows how long his infidelity had been going on? He better pray she don’t have any diseases. She wasn’t showing any symptoms, but that was not going to stop her from getting checked out.
    They rode home in silence. Her eyes stayed focused on the world outside.
    Travis pulled the car into the garage. He got out, slammed his door, and left her sitting there. Olivia waited a few moments before walking in. Following the sound of a blaring TV, she found him in their bedroom lying across the bed.
    No, my brotha! Get to packing…chop, chop. She walked into the closet, found his suitcase, and dropped it next to the bed.
    “I’m serious, Travis. I want you out tonight.”
    He gave her the look of death and pushed himself off the bed. Within minutes, he grabbed a suitcase, shoved it with clothes, and was out the door.
    She, on the other hand, slumped into a ball of fear on the floor. Olivia cried uncontrollably. Her body shook as she broke down. She was scared of being alone, scared that he may come back, and scared because she never stood up to him before.
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
    Olivia hated going to family gatherings, for one reason in particular—her sister-in-law. Patricia spotted her the moment she passed the threshold of her parent’s house.
    “Olivia, where’s Travis? You know you can’t go nowhere without him joined to your hip.”
    The plastic red cup was an indicator of her drinking, and Olivia could smell the alcohol on her breath.
    Like you don’t already know that I put his cheating ass out over two weeks ago. He has made zero effort to try and come back home. Not that I would have let him, but dang.
    “He couldn’t make it this weekend. You know, he does work on the weekend.” Olivia gave her a fake smile.
    “More like workout.” Patricia snickered.
    “And what’s that supposed to mean?”
    “You know a man can’t be with one woman. And you can’t be without a man. You’ll take him back. I know you. You’ve always been spoiled. Welcome to the real world,” she said, her words slurring. Patricia turned, most likely in search of someone else to harass.
    Olivia wanted to slap the smirk off Patricia’s face. She’d dealt with that woman’s abuse for over fifteen years. Patricia had been jealous of her from the moment she laid eyes on Olivia. For some reason, she felt Olivia had everything handed to her on a silver platter. Nothing she did or said changed Patricia’s perception. The fact that Olivia made good grades, earned scholarships and grants to college, had a job since she was sixteen, bought her own clothes in high school, along with a nonexistent father, didn’t mean anything. In Patricia’s eyes, she sat back and things fell in her lap.
    “Hey, baby sis.” Her brother Jason, Patricia’s husband, came up behind her and kissed her cheek.
    Olivia always wondered how her brother could be so sweet and end up with someone like Patricia. He gave her the world. She stomped all over him every chance she got. Jason never complained, at least not to any family member.
    “Jason.” She gave him the biggest hug she could. Olivia could feel Patricia’s eyes boring a hole into the back of her shirt. It wouldn’t be long before she came back over to spread more of her hate around. She resented the relationship Olivia had with her brother. “I missed you. How have you been?”
    “I should be asking you that. You okay, little sis?” He always had to rub that “little” part in, all because he came out two minutes before her.
    “I’m good,” she said. Surprisingly, she was actually telling the truth. Olivia was handling the situation a lot better than she thought she would. Somewhere along the line, she still loved Travis, but she had fallen out of love with him. She was slowly discovering the new her, doing the things that she’d wanted to do.
    “Well, you sure looked good,” he said.
    “Where is your real twin?”