270 Hen’s Night

(Winona)

The music is loud, vibrating through the walls of the club as Lisa pulls me by the hand, laughing like we’re back in college. She’s always been the life of the party, and tonight is no different.

I’m trying to get into the swing of things, but my mind keeps wandering back to Cass. She isn’t here but she should be.

The text she sent earlier still feels a little off. I mean, Cass loves hiking, sure, but why now? Especially with my wedding just two days away. I shake my head, pushing the worry aside.

I’m overthinking it. Again.

Cass wants her freedom. I have to give it to her.

“Babe, stop frowning like you’re solving world hunger. It’s your hen’s night!” Lisa shouts over the music, handing me another cocktail. “You’re supposed to be having the time of your life.”

I take the drink, forcing a smile. “You’re right. I’m here to have fun.”

“That’s my girl!” Lisa beams, raising her glass. “To getting you married off… finally!”

We clink glasses, and I take a long sip, letting the alcoh