Lily must have noticed the tension because she looked Olivia straight in the eye. In a soft, concerned voice, she inquired, "Is there a problem?"
Olivia opened her mouth to speak, to voice her objections, to tell them all that this was some kind of mistake, that she had no plans to get married yet. But when she glanced at her mother's face, she saw the warning in those cold eyes. The pressure on her arm tightened, and she felt her courage drain away.
"Nothing at all," was all she could manage to say.
Mrs. Hilton finally released her grip on Olivia's arm, leaving behind what would surely become bruises by morning. Olivia rubbed the spot absently, praying that no one would notice.
"I guess my daughter is just tired from a long day at work," Mrs. Hilton told everyone with a smile that did
