Juliette's POV

“Yes way.” I leaned against the counter with a grin I couldn’t hide.

“Zara as in the Zara? The waitress from the club that night? Eliana asked as she poured orange juice into a cup for Sophia and I.

“The very same.” I wiggled my brows. “And trust me, the reunion was as chaotic as ever.”

"Okay, storytime. Start from the top.” Sophia’s eyes gleamed.

I laughed, setting down my drink.

“Alright, picture this. I’m walking home from work, minding my ...