Elisabeth stood.

“Okay.  That’s it girls, we’re out of here.”  Ophelia said, resting a couple of shot glasses onto the coffee table.

Carolyn lept to her feet.

“What did you say to him?” She asked Marco, her tone accusing.


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As the front door closed behind Kyle, Carolyn moved to the sofa near the window and dropped onto it.  Cassie rushed to sit next to her.


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The blood drained from Carolyn’s face.


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“What?!”  Carolyn shook her head.   She wasn’t even sure if she’d heard what he’d said.


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“This is it!” Cassie squealed slamming her hand against the open face of the bridal magazine.


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Caitlin wandered around with Carolyn as she went through her pre-bedtime routine of turning off lights and checking doors.


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Brandon declined the invitation to stay for dinner.


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“I have feelings for Kyle too..."


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“I want that in writing,” Carolyn said, holding Brandon’s gaze.


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“Where are you?  Marco said, his voice heavy with anxiety.


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