Vivienne POV

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Susan showed up at my hotel door with the kind of energy that made me want to crawl back into bed. She was buzzing, already talking before I could even greet her.

“Today’s the day, Viv! No excuses, no backing out, no hiding in your dull little dresses. We’re shopping.”

I laughed under my breath, shaking my head as I grabbed my bag. “You make it sound like a military operation.”

“It is,” she said, looping her arm through mine as we left. “Except the ...