Dahlia's POV"You love it," I said."I do," she admitted. "You guys are perfect together. I'm so happy for you, Dahlia. Really."But even as she said it, I saw that shadow pass over her face again. That sadness that she couldn't quite hide.My heart ached for her. Here she was, throwing me this bachelorette party, celebrating my love story, when her own had ended in heartbreak."Andrea—" I started, but she cut me off."Nope," she said firmly, holding up a hand. "Tonight is not about me. Tonight is about you and your last night of freedom before you marry that wonderful, annoying cousin of mine tomorrow.""But—""No buts," she insisted. "Tonight, we party. We drink—well, you'll drink virgin cocktails, but I'll drink enough for both of us. We watch beautiful people dance. We have fun. Got it?"I studied her face, seeing the determination there, the need to focus on anything but her own pain."Got it," I finally agreed."Good," she said, linking her arm through mine. "Now let's go. We ha
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