No. Not this time.

You wake up as alone as you went to bed. The indentations in the nearby pillows do reveal that bodies have lied there while you've been sleeping.

You hear footsteps in the living room. You get up and open the door.

You find Olivia sitting at the small dinner table nervously smiling at you as you enter. She is in the middle of... nothing. She is doing nothing. She's not eating any breakfast, she is not reading any book, she is not using any vibrator, she is just sitting there, staring at you.
Something is up.

"We need to talk." Olivia stutters.

An immediate stress clumps on the back of your skull. The awful reality of what is going to happen dawns on you. This is finally it, isn't it? It's too late to stop it now. You make a small inaudible gulp, as you sit down across her.

"Vanessa and I agreed that she would go out for a jog, while we did this so we wouldn't make you uncomfortable with having to talk to us both at the same time."

You know where this is headed, and you don't really like it, but you also know it needs to be done.

"Uhm... I think you already know this, but... Vanessa and I both..."
Not wanting to rush her you just try to sit absolutely still, which is hard since you are noticeably shaking. You would love to give her an encouraging smile, but your mind is such a mess you can't get yourself to do it.

"We... we... we both really fucking love you, okay? Completely fallen for you. Fallen so far we're getting whiplash from the air resistance. And we wanted to give you some time and a bit of a taste of both of us, so you could make an informed opinion about it, but we can't take it anymore! We need to know, and it's not fair on you, I know, but I can't keep it in my head anymore..."

You look at her, not exactly knowing what to say. You open your mouth but all you hear is the too familiar screams of silence.
She continues.

"Astrid, I love you." she seems to be both blushing and crying. You want to hug her, but you are not entirely sure what signal that sends.
"And I love you so much that it hurts. I don't know if it's oxytocin, or what, but these two weeks have felt like a lifetime in paradise. Maybe it's too early, maybe it's still stress, maybe it's co-dependency, maybe I am being too attached, and I am probably making you very uncomfortable right now, but..."
She breaks down in tears. You snap out of it, and hug the poor girl, and you finally say something.

"It's okay, Olivia. All the things you feel is okay. The only thing that makes me uncomfortable is seeing you like this, Ollie."

She responds in between her sobs.

"I love you and my sister so much that if seeing you happy doesn't involve me, then it's fine. It'll hurt, and I'll probably be sad for some time, but I'll get over it, and I will be happy to see you two being happy together. And I know Vanessa feels exactly the same way. I wasn't meant to cry like this. I hoped I could have stayed a bit more calm. I didn't want to give myself an unfair advantage by pity."

You caress her back.

"Please Astrid. I need to know. Whatever the answer is, I need to know. Please."