Once upstairs, Vivienna led me to a white leather-upholstered seating area with a table full of drinks in the middle. Vivienna held two bottles out to me.
“Champagne? Wine? Or something harder?”
She reached for a bottle of gin, and I held my breath. She still knew what I liked to drink.
However, I put my hands up. “I shouldn't...”
“Nonsense,” Vivienna snapped at me, and I winced. “Sit down.” She simply pushed me down, and I watched, overwhelmed, as the other girls sat down too. “Here.” Vivienna handed me a cup. “Try this.”
I smelled the mix and knew with my first breath that I wouldn't be driving after that.
“The Copelands are over there,” Vivienna snorted, having just sat down and crossed both legs.
I looked up, startled, and glanced around until I spotted Hunter and the other guys in an even bigger seating area. But Nash was nowhere to be seen.
“Don't worry, your ex-boyfriend isn't here,” Vivienna laughed and Kelly giggled, only to empty another cup of champagne. Amber snatched the cup from her hand, annoyed, and Kelly continued to giggle.
“We used to be good friends, but you dumped us for that scum over there.”
I looked at Vivienna.
Discomfort spread through me.
Did she want to talk to me about the Copelands? Make the same accusations as Grace? I had never dumped her. If it had been up to me, we'd all be friends now. But the girls never wanted to hear anything about that. In their eyes, I was the traitor.
“We want to know if you mean it,” Vivienna continued. “Whether you've really broken up with him.”
I looked at her at a loss for words. Did she seriously want to talk to me about Nash?
Vivienna stood up and refilled my cup, which I hadn't even drunk from yet.
Something told me I had definitely ended up in the wrong place. Vivienna and I would never have the same friendship again. Not if she didn't get away from this Copeland issue.
“I better go now...” I used the cup as an excuse. “I still have to drive.”
Vivienna pulled me back into the back. “My driver can take you.”
“Mia's waiting for me...” I tried again, but this time Amber interrupted me.
“Mia... So, you're still hanging out with the Bardot Bitch?” She shook her head. “That girl will dump you the same way sooner or later, trust me.”
Snorting, I stood up. That had been too much. I wanted to leave, but Vivienna grabbed my arm.
“I was only joking.” She looked over at Amber with a silent warning, and I wondered why she couldn't just be honest like her friend. “Sit down.”
I sat down, even though all I wanted to do was leave.
“So, tell me. What do you know?”
Confused, I looked at Vivienna. Amber almost choked on her drink.
“Vivienna!” Amber hissed angrily, and I suddenly felt Hunter's gaze on me.
“I don't know what you mean,” I confessed, honestly confused.
Vivienna looked at her friends conspiratorially. “So, Nash didn't tell you about his little family secret? The reason he dumped you?”
I looked at her in shock.
What family secret?
“Vi, I don't think this is a good idea,” Amber continued with concern in her voice, as if Vivienna had planned something.
And then I knew that the Copelands were the only reason I was sitting here. I couldn't believe it.
“Did he tell you why your sweet little high school romance was doomed from the start?”
Something exploded inside me and I jumped up.
“What's wrong with you, Vivienna?” I snapped at her, because these games were enough for me. I'd played the nice girl for long enough. “I really thought we used to be friends.”
Vivienna put her head back and avoided my gaze.
Amber just laughed, stood up, and before I could do anything, she had my cup in her hand.
“Dream on, Campbell.”
She poured the contents of the cup over my dress, and I jumped back, startled. But the alcohol was already soaking the thin fabric.
