![]() He’s taking me to meet his mom,” I remind her, hopping down off the stool and smoothing my hands down the front of my dress. Just then, the doorbell rings, and a flutter of nerves overwhelms me. Don’t you have a date or something?” Ariel asks. I literally feel like I’m going to throw up in my mouth if you don’t get out of here. “You’re so chipper and happy now that you’re getting laid on the regular that it’s making me nauseous. “And find you a wonderful place to live while also saving the town library. We’re going to make a shit ton of money, and then we can go and buy all of your things back,” I say, gesturing toward Ariel before turning my attention to Belle. “The good news is, we have business coming in now and everything’s going to be fine for all of us really soon. She’s distracted and nervous and keeping something from us, but I don’t want to push her if she’s not ready to talk about it. Sure, she’s still spouting random facts off the top of her head, but for the first time, they have absolutely nothing to do with what we’re discussing, which is a huge red flag. And don’t even get me started on Belle and how at twenty-five, she still lets her father run her life. Things she spent years searching for and collecting. I can only imagine how devastating it must be to her, knowing that these things were important to her. Ariel doesn’t really talk about the antique business she used to own, and we always seem to congregate at my house, so I’ve never seen her things, but I know how hard it is to sell the items around you just to keep your head above water. All this time I’ve been complaining about my own money troubles when Ariel and Belle are struggling just as much as I am, and until now, they haven’t said one word. I feel like the worst friend in the world. Everything is fine,” she replies with a tight smile. Why would you think anything is wrong? I’m fine. “Belle, what’s wrong?” I immediately ask, concern lacing my voice as she resumes scribbling things on the calendar, still avoiding eye contact. “Did you know female kangaroos have three vaginas? And the Romans used to clean and whiten their teeth with urine? Also, the Facebook Like button was originally planned to be named the Awesome button,” she rambles without looking up from the day planner. We both glance over at Belle to find her nervously tapping the end of her pencil against the counter. ![]()
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