CHAPTER 21

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GENEVIEVE

Me, Janice, Isabelle, and Amelia were gathered in Janice's room, a cozy space decorated with soft fairy lights and an array of colorful throw pillows. The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room.

We lounged on the bed and floor, their voices a pleasant hum as they discussed the plans for the day.

"We could go shopping,"

Janice suggested, twirling a strand of her dark hair around her finger.

"I heard there's a new boutique downtown with some amazing stuff."

Amelia nodded enthusiastically.

"That sounds fun! And maybe we can grab lunch at that little café near the park afterward."

Isabelle, always the planner, had her phone out, looking up reviews.

"Or we could go to the art gallery. There's a new exhibit that just opened, and it looks incredible."

The conversation flowed easily among the three of them, but I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. My mind was elsewhere, consumed by the events of the previous night. By Ro