Chapter 17 Envy

Olivia's Pov Serena's slurred words cut through the ambient noise like a jagged blade. We all turned to face her. I observed, trying to remain composed. "Everywhere, at work, and even here with your friends, it's just Olivia, Olivia, Olivia," Serena declared, her words dripping with alcohol-induced bitterness. Damien stepped forward, gripping Serena's shoulders for support. His whispered advice carried a familiar possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine. He told her to control herself. This wasn't the first time I'd heard those words, that tone. Damien's possessiveness had sprung out, even if it was for a short period. I've heard those lines before, I could recall countless instances where my actions had "embarrassed" him in front of important people. "It's okay, she's just drunk," I interjected, understanding her annoyance. "I'm not drunk," Serena whined, her eyes challenging anyone to contradict her. "Everyone just keeps frolicking around you everywhere I