Amanda POV

The café was nearly empty, the faint hum of the refrigerator the only sound around us. Vivienne sat across from me, legs crossed, a smug little smile on her lips like she’d won the lottery.

I hated her face right now.

“You said you’d ruin them,” I snapped, fingers tightening around my cup. “You swore Evelyn wouldn’t forgive him after what happened. But guess what? They’re still together.”

Vivienne gave a lazy shrug, twirling her straw. “It’s not my fault she’s ...