At nine in the evening on a Friday night, the bar was crawling with socialites and wealthy party-goers who came after concluding their work from their day jobs or their family businesses and were there to unwind. There was pop music blasting through the speakers and most of the guests had either hard liquor or cocktails in their hands. But not Katherine and Amelia's—they were the odd ones with beer in their hands.
Since Katherine saw Amelia drinking beer earlier, she figured that's what the other liked to drink so she ordered without asking. Now she was nursing a bottle in her hands, taking her sweet time so she wouldn't get tipsy… or sleepy. But as soon as Amelia broached the topic about Damien, Katherine suddenly felt uneasy. She was there to accompany Amelia—not gush about her love life.
