Sienna: Nooooo.
Vanessa: Penny is a bitch, but not that much of a bitch.
Derrick: I don’t trust her. She seems very jealous of Olivia. The photos of the two of them in London seem sus.
Sienna: Might explain why they sabotaged NYE. Seeing Olivia partying with rock stars.
Vanessa: That would be messed up.
Derrick: You think Axel is still pissed this morning?
Vanessa: Probably.
Sienna: I do feel bad.
Vanessa: Axel has never acted this way about a girl before. I think he fell for her.
Derrick: I do too. I feel like a dick over this.
Vanessa: Axel deserved more from us, his friends.
Sienna: We have kind of sided with Olivia over him.
Derrick: And assumed Axel doesn’t have feelings.
Vanessa: Agreed.
Derrick: Urgh. I feel like a dick.
Vanessa: Let’s check in on Liv and then Axel, see if we can make it right.
Sienna: Meet you downstairs in fifteen?
We ran into the rest of the girls downstairs in the foyer and told them about what happened last night. They agreed that they wanted to check in on Olivia before seeing Axel.
“Knock, knock,” I say, entering the cottage.
“I’m in my bedroom,” Olivia calls out. “Wasn’t expecting to see you all this morning.”
“We wanted to come and check in on you,” Vanessa explains.
“I’m fine. You didn’t have to,” Olivia says, waving our concerns away.
“You’re leaving?” I ask, noticing there’s a set of packed suitcases in the corner.
Olivia grimaces. “I think it’s for the best. This is your holiday, and me being here is only going to cause strain.”
“But you’re my friend as well,” Vanessa tells her.
“And he’s your family, and family comes first. That’s why I’m in this mess.”
“Can’t you two work it out?” Stacey asks.
“There’s nothing to work out. I have to marry Eddie, so there is no future between Axel and me.”
“Eddie is a douche,” Camryn adds. “He tried to pick me up even when I told him I was your friend. He said that hasn’t stopped your friends in the past.” That news seems to shock Olivia, and she collapses onto her bed and starts crying. “I’m sorry, Liv, I didn’t mean to upset you,” Camryn says, hugging her.
Olivia sniffles. “No, no, I don’t care, really I don’t. I hate that this is what I’m going to have to put up with for the rest of my life. My soon-to-be husband will be screwing around with my friends behind my back.”
