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Taylor sighed for the hundredth time that afternoon. The grey tank top she wore now stuck to her like a second skin. While sweat gathered under her arms. She couldn’t imagine being photographed, looking like a sweaty horse.

“Oh can you pass my bag?” Esme asked tiredly

Taylor tried her best to suppress the groan that almost escaped her as she shoved the tote bag towards Esme.

One hand was on the steering wheel while the other acted like a fan to her face. She was beginning to question if stealing Ruby’s best friend was actually worth it.

She had always been jealous of what they shared since highschool. Ruby and Esme were loyal to each other and they fought for each other regardless.

Now Esme was pregnant and her bump was showing. She had become a burden to her.

She had morning sickness and would askTaylor to drive all the way to her house to help her make breakfast. One time, she had asked Taylor to rub her back in circulation motion while she threw up.

Taylor shrugged in d