Olivia's POV
Elena had been pestering me all morning, her curiosity burning like a wildfire.
"Where are we going, Olivia?" she asked for the hundredth time, her brows furrowed in suspicion.
I rolled my eyes, pretending to be annoyed. "Can you calm down, woman? Just let me take you there."
Elena crossed her arms but sat back in her seat. "If this is one of your pranks, I swear I'll—"
"You'll what?" I interrupted, laughing. "Relax, Elena. Trust me for once."
Our first stop was a spa, where I insisted on a full treatment. As they scrubbed her skin and massaged her shoulders, she shot me a look. "Olivia, have you suddenly become rich? What's with the spending spree?"
I smirked, pretending to ignore her as I sipped on cucumber water. "Just enjoy the moment, my dear."
