Mariah

There are moments where I sit back and think,

Damn… my best friend is actually handling this.

And today?

Jessa was doing exactly that.

The whole makeup conversation, the whispers, the sideways comments — she handled it without shrinking into herself. For the first time all year, she wasn’t folding like a cheap lawn chair.

I was so proud I could’ve cried.

I was leaning forward mid–eye roll at Shane’s rant about contouring when something brushed lightly ...