“You are late?” Kayla said to Emily, immediately she walked into the luxurious boutique. “What do you want from me, Kayla? I am here, aren't I?” Emily sighed, weary of any argument. “So rude and uncouth” Kayla’s long-time friend, Caroline, chimed in. “I am not like you. That your main occupation is shopping. I have things I would rather do than be here.” Emily said, leaning over, she poured herself a glass of champagne. She needed this to numb her senses, if she wanted to stay one more minute in their pr
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