"Okay, my turn!” Rebecca announced as she poured herself another glass of wine. She took a long gulp, lips stained red, before giggling in satisfaction. “Listen up.” she said, wagging her finger dramatically. “I used to be in a band, I’m allergic to cats and I’ve dated a prince before.” The table fell into thoughtful silence, all of us trying to decide which one was the lie. A girl seated across from me, her name I couldn't quite remember, spoke first. “The band one!” . Rebecca chuckled, shaking her head. “Nope.” Nathaniel, seated beside me, tilted his head at her. “The cat one?” My eyes widened as Rebecca nodded eagerly. “Correct!” she squealed, clapping her hands. I gaped at her. “Wait… you actually dated a prince?” “Yes." she said with a shrug, as if it were the most casual thing in the world. “Just for a few weeks. It was back when I was in art school in Paris. He was from the Monaco royal family. Crazy times.” She grinned mischievously. “Anyway, Elena,
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