“I’m going over there right now,” Chloe said.

“Are you crazy?”

“I’ll kick that door straight off its hinges,” Chloe said.

“You’ll do no such thing.”

“They’re planning to destroy your wedding dress, Olivia.”

“Did you hear what she said about the lock?” I asked.

Chloe stopped pacing.

She looked at the bathroom door, then back at me.