“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!” Elizabeth rushed into the room, smile wide on her face. “Seriously, Olivia, they’re so happy. And they have every right to be.”

Olivia looked at her best friend, leveling her with a gaze, eyes narrowing.

Suspicious.

Olivia glanced at where her best friend just ran in from — the bedroom? Did Bethy meet someone online? She raised an eyebrow questioningly. They don’t have other friends.

“I want you to meet them!” Bethy squealed excitedly, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

Skeptically, Olivia tilted her head toward the other girl as she was beckoned into the bedroom to presumably meet this “happiest person.”

But as she walked in, her soul sister right behind her, she came face to face with a mirror.

Recognition settles in a moment as she takes in the trap. A smile tugged at her lips. She looked into the reflective surface and locked eyes with her best friend hovering over her shoulder, a teasing glint in her eyes. A full smile broke out as she thought that Bethy’s original statement was probably at least halfway true.