In the bathroom, Victoria leant over the toilet, almost vomiting her guts out.

Zoe ran in, looked at her state, and almost confirmed her speculation right then and there. Her heart ached.

She went out and took a glass of water in with a napkin.

Stroking her back, she soothed, "How are you doing? Are you okay?"

Victoria waved it off, shaking her head.

It took her a long while to find her voice. "I'm fine. I'm all right."

Zoe passed her the water. She took a sip, rinsed her mouth, and wiped her mouth off with the napkin before finally saying, "I'm sorry for ruining the evening."

Zoe shook...