"I was just dropping off a hat for her—why are you tagging along?" Olivia wrinkled her nose. "You little shadow."
Sophia yawned as she clung to her arm. "Why don’t we just crash here for the night? I’m dead tired."
"She’s got filming early tomorrow."
Sophia scoffed, "Then why’d you bring all that stuff up? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Planning to ditch me and sneak in for a comfy night’s sleep, huh?"
Olivia shot her a look. "Yeah, yeah, smart you."
The two girls squeezed out of the elevator, bickering as they turned the corner—only to be stopped in their tracks by the scene at the end of the hallway.
Sophia’s eyes went wide. "Oh my god—"
Before she could say more, Olivia, a few years older and quicker to react, clamped a hand over her mouth and dragged
