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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.

mean I can't drink and

knew she was just babbling, but

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a pang of envy

up. You'll be too drunk to make it home alone,' Emma nudged

my empty glass

home by

a moment, her gaze lingering on me before blurting out, "You know, I liked

my formal evening dress. It did look out of place in

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

you now-from head to toe, all polished and

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

at my perfectly styled hair, fitted dress, custom

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