MILDREDBUNCH OF FOOLSMy heart was not at rest even when Chase had assured me the previous day it was going to be easy going through this celebration. All I had to do was bless the occasion, pour out the colors, and leave. How hard could it be?I was a nervous wreck as I stood in front of the mirror as the stylists worked on me. Ophelia was the main stylist today. "My apologies for the other day, your hubby is an asshole at times." The way she said the apology with the grimace on her face made me laugh so loud. "I know." I offered her a wink. "I want you to look your best today. I want Enid to eat his chest out." She mumbled as she went through the dresses on the rack. "He's not even going to be around." I huffed looking at the feline girl before me. Ophelia was beautiful in ways I could never be. And if she was going to get out of her way to turn an ugly birdie into a swan I was so done. Even though our last time didn't go as planned, it was worth the second trial. "Your vid
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