“Shut up.” She bursts into a bubble of laughter, joining me. “No one wants to talk about my life right now, especially me. Tell me, how are you and Evan doing?”
She sighs dreamily with a massive shit-eating grin.Oh god.
“Come on, lay it on me, delve into all the mushy details.”
And she does exactly that.
As I sit and listen, watching her light up, I’m thrown back to when we were kids and dreamed about falling in love. We were always close, never a secret between us. We would spend hours obsessing over hot boys, and then when we got a bit older, would spend days crying over those same boys.
She’s so happy.
And it clicks. She’s found her one. The guy we would dream about marrying one day. I bet every dollar I had that it wouldn’t be long until Evan asks her.
Seeing as I’m destined to be the family spinster, I better be made a bridesmaid.
