Olivia’s POV

“Oh, Olivia, what’s wrong with you?” I muttered to myself, standing just outside the men’s restroom, mortified by my blunder. My mind had been so consumed with the looming conflict with Grace that I’d failed to notice the sign on the door.

Elliott Smith must now think I’m a complete disaster. I sighed heavily, making my way to the elevator. Would he mention this to Henry?

And would Henry, in turn, gossip to Alexander, spreading my embarrassment far and wide? At ...