Renée"Girl... I heard the news, and I couldn't believe it." Sheila, one of my friends, giggled on the call and a slow smile made its way to my face. "I have so many questions to ask, and not just that, but the girls and I will be pausing our trip to grace this your occasion.""It's fine. No hurries." I told them warmly. "I still know your measurements, and the designers have already chosen the style that will best fit you. As for the make up artists..." I sighed as I thought about it. "I don't know if I should fly in that international make up artist that you all liked, or...""Yes, yes yes, please Renée... Yes!" They all chattered their response, begging me to fly the person in."He's quite expensive, Renée... Are you sure...?" Queen, my least liked friend, commented and let it trail off. "I just saw it here on my phone that Dante is already married and...""He's just waiting for her wake from her coma before handing over the divorce papers...""Are you so sure, Renée?" Queen pushed
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