"No," Vivienne said immediately.
"Yes," Cassidy contradicted. "They went to the gala together. As a couple."
"That doesn't mean we're dating," Vivienne argued.
"So you just randomly kiss guys you're not dating?" Cassidy snapped.
"Guys?" Harlow's voice rose. "There are others?"
"No!" Vivienne sounded exasperated. "There's no one else. And Isaiah and I aren't dating. It was just... it just happened."
"Things don't 'just happen' with you, Vivi," Cassidy said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Everything you do is planned out to the minute. Color-coded and scheduled."
"Not this," Vivienne said softly. "I didn't plan this."
Another set of footsteps approached, these ones almost silent. I wouldn't have heard them if I wasn't pressed against the door like a creep.
"What didn't you plan?" Sabrina's voice joined the mix, quiet but clear.
Great. Now all four sisters were in the hallway outside my door. This situation couldn't possibly get any worse.
