“I can’t believe I don’t get to throw you a bachelorette party. Again!” Janeen protests, flopping onto my bed with a glass of champagne in her hand, coming dangerously close to splashing it all over the white blankets.
But I wouldn’t care if she did – nothing could possibly kill my mood today.
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