The next day, I called Maren. She picked up after the very first ring. Her voice was filled with concern, flawless enough to fool anyone."Renee! You finally called! Are you feeling better? I've been so worried about you!"I smiled, though there wasn't a trace of warmth in my eyes. "I'm fine now, Maren. Next month is Isaiah and my third wedding anniversary. We're throwing a party, and as my best friend, you have to be there."There was the briefest pause before she answered, her voice carrying a hint of strained restraint, "Of course. Just send me the date. I'll definitely be there.""Great." My tone stayed light, while my gaze turned ice-cold. "Maren, make sure you dress up. After all, there's going to be a very big surprise that day."After hanging up, I tossed my phone onto the table and closed my eyes in exhaustion.A month later, in the grand ballroom of The Langford Hotel, the city's most luxurious hotel.Isaiah had rented out the entire top floor. The ballroom looked like
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