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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.

me, Liz. Just because I'm married doesn't mean I can't drink and flirt with

just babbling, but a small part of

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her Series:

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of envy for

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

empty glass and mumbled, “He's busy

just head home by

before blurting out, "You know, I liked your old

at my formal evening dress. It

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

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

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

styled hair,

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