Chapter 183

Olivia POV

I pushed open the door to Skyline, the rooftop bar Emilia had chosen for our girls' night. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking panorama of Los Angeles at night, city lights twinkling like fallen stars across the landscape.

"Liv! Over here!" Emilia waved enthusiastically from a corner table near the edge of the rooftop.

I made my way through the stylishly dressed crowd, already feeling more relaxed than I had at O'Malley's. The hostess led me to our table, where Emilia, Claire, and Ariana were already sipping colorful cocktails.

"This place is amazing," I said, sliding into the empty seat beside Emilia. "Much better than our usual haunts."

"Right?" Claire gestured around with her martini glass. "I feel like I should be in a movie scene up here."