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2024-10-29 19:42:56Samantha sobs silently in the car, her pink gown ripped at the shoulder from the pull after falling down earlier.
Renee glances at her and gives her a tissue. "You should stop crying. They should be the one doing so. Come on."Samantha sniffles and wipes her eyes slowly. She sighs sadly."You have no idea what has happened this last two hours. Hell, these past twenty fours hours.""Yes, I don't know much or even anything about what really happened but I have eyes to know that you are not that loose and something really happened backdoors. Let's stop talking about it. You need to eat something and take a shower.""Are you saying I smell?""Of course not..." She pushes her shoulder slightly. "...maybe just a bit."They both laugh.The rest of the ride to Renee's apartment is short and silent.Upon arrival, Renee helps Samantha to run a bath and prepared some food while waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.She shows up in a little bit, dressed in a cross shoulder top and bum short with her hair still damp from the shower."I made noodles." Renee announces as she sets the plates filled with sweet smelling, hot and shiny noodles.Samantha smiles. "You know just what I always crave. Something hot and spicy."Renee Whitfield has been Samantha's best friend since elementary school when Sam fell off the swing. It had been Renee who helped her then and now she's doing the same.They eat silently as Renee is a sucker for table manners.After resting for a bit, Renee clears her throat and turns to face Samantha square in the face."Sam, would you like to share what happened now?"Samantha smiles. "Sure."Renee nods. "At the feast yesterday, mum gave me a glass of champagne to meet with guests. Not long after, Mark called me upstairs to a suite in the hotel and I took the elevator there. I admit I started to feel woozy and drunk so I ended up in the next room with another man... And something happened between us."Renee's eyes widen but she doesn't say anything."When I woke up this morning, I was worried about the wedding and called Ben to come pick me up but he told me something that made me turn on the TV and I came across the live conference by Mark and Taylor... Did you see the conference?""Not by myself. Someone shared it on a group chat I'm in and I happened to see it then and watched it. That's when I called.""Before you called, I'd gone home to discover that Taylor will be marrying Mark instead of me. Today's the feast and tomorrow is the wedding. They didn't even make it subtle about sabotaging me. Taylor said it herself that she had a crush on him since that video call years ago." Samantha's voice started to break as she neared tears."After doing something like that, what did your Dad say?""He believed them and chased me out. He said..." She broke into tears outrightly."You don't need to say it. We're going to the wedding tomorrow. I just need to find what to wear."Samantha sniffs. "What did you say?""I said we're going to that wedding. And we're going to disrupt it. If Mark won't marry you, he won't marry your sister at least. Anyone but Taylor."Anyone but Taylor.Samantha realized that that was the one thing that disturbed her the most. She wasn't disappointed that Mark had called off their marriage but that he cut it off for Taylor.Samantha inhaled deeply and then smiled."Let's go shopping."Renee laughed and grabbed her car keys and purse. "Come on. We've got only a few hours before the mall closes."
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