Olivia

"I need another drink," I announced, draining the last of my wine. The warmth of the alcohol was helping me forget my problems, at least temporarily.

"Coming right up," Emilia waved at the bartender. "Hey! Another round over here!"

Claire leaned forward, her words slightly slurred. "So what's the plan for this weekend? Any fancy dates with Mr. CEO?"

I groaned. "I thought we agreed not to talk about Alexander."

"No, you agreed," Ariana ...