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Emma's typical playful popped up on my phone:

[Are you free? Let's grab a drink.]

Without hesitation, I quickly agreed-I just needed to get away.

“Well, look who's out past curfew! Our perfect girlfriend making an appearance after dark?” Emma teased the moment we met.

I grabbed the drink she handed me and downed it in one go, not bothering with a response.

“And what about you? Newly married, yet already hitting the bars again?"

Emma, tipsy and carefree, giggled as she draped an arm

around me.

Just because I'm married doesn't mean I can't drink and flirt with all

but a small part of me

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to her Series: Redemption and

Bouger (aptra

feeling a pang of

to pick you up. You'll be too drunk to

empty glass and

head home by

moment, her gaze lingering on me before blurting

my formal evening dress. It did look

Pretty nice, right?' I asked, half-jokingly. Emma leaned heavily on me, her words slurring, “Liz, remember when we were the wild rebels of art

at you now-from head to toe, all polished and

trophy wife," she blurted, almost spitefully. "You've turned into a soulless trophy

perfectly styled

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