Daisy. She had to have known Vivian was going to be here. Except, when I glanced sideways at my best friend, the frown on her face told me she hadn't. Or that this was, at the very least, an irritating development.

I'd forgive her, then. Just as soon as I turned around and got myself out of there. Because no way was I hanging out for the evening with the woman who'd done everything she could yesterday to smear me into the ground under her teeny, pointed heel.

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