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    “Marc proposed to me a few days ago,” she said, her eyes glimmering with unguarded joy. “We’re getting married! Isn’t it wonderful?”


    For a moment, neither Josie nor Sharon moved.


    Their gazes dropped to the diamond ring gleaming on Ste’s finger—small, familiar, painfully so. They recognized it at once. It was the same ring Marc had slipped onto Ste’s hand years ago. He hadn’t even bothered to buy a new one.


    Josie’s throat tightened, but before she could speak, Sharon’s voice cut in, careful yet trembling at the edges. “So… are you really sure about marrying Marc?”


    Ste’s smile bloomed instantly, bright and unguarded. “Of course! Wasn’t it already decided? Mya just dyed things. Now that I’m better, we can finally pick up where we left off!”


    She leaned forward, sping both of their hands with excitement. “And I want you two to be my bridesmaids! I’ve already picked out a few dress styles—you’ll help me choose, won’t you?”


    Josie forced a steady smile, though her heart sank. “Of course. I promised ages ago I’d be your bridesmaid when you got married.”


    Sharon, however, said nothing.


    Ste noticed. Her eyes flicked nervously between them.


    Two years ago, Josie and Sharon could barely be in the same room without turning it into a battlefield. They’d argued about everything—from work to friendship to who cared more about her. Neither ever backed down. Yet here they were, side by side, calm, evenfortable.


    It didn’t make sense.


    “By the way,” Ste said slowly, studying their faces, “how did you two end uping here together?”


    She tried to sound casual, but her tone carried a trace of wonder—maybe even disbelief. This was nothing like the two people she remembered.


    Josie caught on instantly. She offered a small smile, steady but careful. “While you were asleep, we… sorted things out,” she said gently. “We realized it wasn’t worth fighting anymore. So, no more arguments.”


    Ste’s face softened, genuine relief filling her eyes. “That makes me so happy. I always hoped you’d be friends.”


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    She had always wanted them to get along peacefully.


    She sped their hands tighter, her voice warm with affection. “You’re both so important to me. I can’t imagine my wedding without you there. I’m going to be the happiest bride!”


    Her joy was contagious, but it pressed on Sharon’s chest like a weight she couldn’t breathe through.


    She swallowed hard before speaking again, her tone careful but edged with concern. “Stel… are you absolutely sure about this? Marriage is a lifelongmitment. You need to be certain Marc is still the same person you loved.”


    Ste blinked, confusion creasing her brows. “Sharon, what do you mean? Marc’s always been good to me. Why would you even ask that?”


    Sharon hesitated, the words catching in her throat. “I just think… people change. Maybe he’s not as perfect as he used to be. What if he’s hiding something from you?”


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