"DRINK! DRINK! DRINK! DRINK!"

The small crowd of boisterous guests cheered—half of them gathered around the bar. A mix of their closest friends and a few more recent acquaintances, all with drinks in hand and wide grins on their faces, rooting for Camila as she gulped down the last of her cocktail in one swift motion.

Antonio was in the midst of the group, arms crossed, eyes fixed on Camila as she laughed like she wasn't the same angry, snappy woman from one hour ago—heck, months ...