Little Emily
She was still adjusting to the idea of taking time for herself, but tonight felt like a step in the right direction.
“I think we all need a little break,” Isabella said with a smile, pouring each of them a glass of wine. “It’s been a tough few months, but it’s important to find moments like this to just relax and enjoy each other’s company.”
Amy, who had already started rummaging through the selection of face masks, held up a bright pink one with a grin. “This one is definitely you, Em. It’ll bring out your inner glow.”
Emily laughed, shaking her head at her friend’s enthusiasm. “Alright, I’ll trust you on this. But if I end up looking like a strawberry, I’m blaming you.”