“Maybe,” I said, but I wasn’t so sure. She’d been so distant with me today. It felt like all the steps I had moved forward during that pizza dinner with Amber and Alice had been entirely erased.
She must have heard about my rage. From Chase? Gods, I should have talked to her about it, to clear the air. But how would I have explained myself? Would she have believed if I told her he baited me?
Maybe I could have Olivia speak to her on my behalf, but would Olivia even consent to do that? And after all of Olivia’s lies, would Amber even believe her?
Gods, what a mess. And I had no idea how to fix it.
“Why don’t I pour us a drink?” Olivia said. “Some alcohol might clear our heads.”
Curtly, I nodded.
Olivia’s POV
Olivia poured two glasses of white wine. Then, after waiting for Julian’s
