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After a while, the door behindlike they do when she’s nervous But when I turn, it’s Ellie

"Can youa little

I raise s are about to get deeply weird for arbage person "El, no," I say, propping a hip against the porch railing and pushinga little shiny

"I’m happy for you," I tell her, but she just shakes her head, looking up at the porch ceiling for a second

"Maybe practice saying that so you don’t sound like you’re dying," she says, and I shift ht fro up a little bit now, but strands of hair still stick to o, my boyfriend hadn’t decided to use my connection to you to score a little extra cash, I’d be happier, but he did, so I’m not"

"How is it my fault that you have terrible taste in boys?"

"Michael was not terrible," I say, even though half an hour ago, I for sure thought he was pretty terrible

"I know it’s really hard for you to cooes on, "but--"

"It’s not!" I interrupt, and here we go again Maybe the seven years between our ages is too much, maybe we’re just too different, but put ether for et it," I go on, "but you’re not thinking about us Like, I know it’s going to be super sweet to be a princess and all, but none of us signed up for that For tabloids and pictures and"--I wave one hand at the car of bodyguards--"that"

Huffing out a breath, Ellie shoves her hands into her back pockets She’s definitely sweaty now, and it’s honestly a relief to see so

"Well, life isn’t always fair," she says, "and I’ in love with a wonderful ht, because you’d’ve fallen for Alex even if he worked at the Sur-N-Sav, I’m so sure"

Ellie’s eyebrows nearly shoot up into her hairline "What is that supposed to lance up and catch a glih the front , and--

"Oh god, Mo asps, and we both scra on the couch next to the future king of Scotland, one ar her phone out

She , but when it coy, which means in the past year or so, she has become Queen of the Selfies And then soht her about silly filters, and our lives have been a hell of dog faces and anime eyes and unicorn horns ever since

God love hi "Oh, this is a new one, this is perfect!" she crows before turning her phone to face us

There are Alex andoversize cartoon crowns and heavy chains around their necks, a bubble co"

"Mom," Ellie says, like Mooofy selfie with hi as she types "Oh, relax, Eleanor, he’s fa to put it on Facebook or some nonsense It will just be for me"