From the bar, Celina watched from a distance, smiling at the interaction between the two of them. But the weight of the night was beginning to settle on her shoulders. She finished her sparkling water and walked over.

“Zoe… I think I’m heading out. I’m getting tired,” she said softly, touching her friend’s arm.

Zoe glanced at Arthur, then back at Celina, reading the message immediately. As much as she wanted to stay, she knew her friend needed her.

“Of course, let’s go.”

Arthur stepped in polit