(Olivia's POV)

I quickly set the bottle back down, my suspicions growing stronger.

"Maybe we should wait until Rachel arrives before we start celebrating," I suggested, trying to keep my voice casual.

But Samantha's hands were shaking as she fidgeted with her purse. Her nervous energy was impossible to miss.

"Samantha, where is Rachel really?" I asked directly. "Why are you so nervous?"

Samantha's face crumpled slightly. ...