*Olivia*
"There's no way!" I crossed my arms, my lips pressed together until they hurt as I stared at my best friend straight in the eye. She sighed, clearly unhappy but in a way that let me know she had been expecting this.
Of course, she should have.
What she was suggesting was ridiculous, preposterous, absolutely absurd….
Dahlia sipped her cocktail through a swirly straw shaped like a heart, a glum look in her eyes, and I felt a little bad for not immediately believing her. Dahlia had never lied to me before, and I doubted she ever would.
But this… I just couldn't believe this.
"You could at least hear me out," Dahlia said bitterly, "before shutting me down like I offended your ancestors."
"What is it with all of you?" I snapped. "First Gio and now you! Why are you so against believing that Elena is just a good person who wants to help us out? She’s been nothing but kind."
"Gio?" Dahlia asked, surprised, then smirked. "Figures he'd pick up on it first. Good on him."
