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“How could I say no when she started going on about Julian?” I groan “You knohat she’s like She turns on ein’ tap”

“You’re right I do knohat she’s like and so do you,” Darcy points out “All the more reason her bullshit tactics shouldn’t work on you She’s a spoiled little brat, Kat All you’re doing by going to Vegas is enabling her If she were an alcoholic, would you buy her a bottle of vodka?”

“I’o”

“How sure are you that’s not what this is all about, anyway?” Darcy asks “Have you even checked to see where his wedding is? Maybe you’re helping her do so stupid”

I frown She wouldn’t be that sneaky and conniving, would she?

Oh wait This is Lily we’re talking about

“I can’t believe she’s still stuck on that dipshit, anyway,” Darcy continues “Move on already”

“Oh, coh “She’s vulnerable because he’s getting married on Sunday”

“Which brings inal question, how sure are you that her intention isn’t to crash that wedding in the first place?” Darcy interjects “Or, knowing Lily, burn the chapel doith his fiancée inside and then kidnap Julian?”

“She wouldn’t be that stupid, would she?”

“It’s Lily,” Darcy replies “She was born stupid She needs so I’ain?” she asks “Give ”

I chuckle God, I love Darcy

We’ve been friends since first grade, from the moment she walked up and punched me in the stomach, because I told her that her hair looked pretty She still doesn’t take compliments well, but at least these days, she refrains from violence—well, unless I mention Lily

“Okay,” she says “It’s at The Cosmopolitan Hotel, on Sunday”

“Fuck,” I hiss Coincidence? I think not “That sneaky little bitch—”

“I told you,” Darcy cuts in, her voice s “You can’t trust her for a second”

“I better go,” I say griet back”