Eggs.
Then she turned toward me with narrowed eyes.
“I genuinely want to appreciate you for everything you’ve done for me these past few days. The PR help. The strategy. The confidence boost. All of it.”
I waved dismissively.
“You built your business yourself. I just adjusted direction.”
“No,” she said seriously now. “You helped me see it differently.”
And for a second something softened quietly inside me because honestly?
Nobody really said things like that to me.
After the partyvy
Not genuinely.
Not without wanting something afterward.
Then suddenly she ruined the emotional moment entirely.
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Solitude
Lydia POV
“But unfortunately this friendship cannot continue.”
I blinked.
“What?”
She pointed accusingly at Eli.
‘My son now thinks being a chatterbox is aspirational.”


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