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What the fuck are they doing here?

I did my best to pretend I didn’t see them and hurried over to sit down in the lobby Mr Sexy Pants nodded atme that he wanted n, I did so,

The hottest guy I had ever seen was hitting on ether At the sa bastard of an ex had turned up to try and ruin ain

I tried to deny it, but they had clearly spotted me I could sstore cologne, which had been her idea, no doubt She could always be pretty tacky

“Well, hello, sister dear,” Raquel said, in a way that made me want to slap her

“Excuse me, Miss Who are you here to see?” the receptionist asked brusquely, as if she was already sick of Raquel

“Dr Anderson,” Kenny said, after coughing slightly

He looked at me a bit forlornly

Why the heck were they there to see the couples’ therapist?

Were they having trouble already?

I would be lying if I said that idea didn’t make me smile a bit

“For pre-, of course,” Raquel quickly followed up “Everything’s great, and we can’t wait to get married”

She shot a glance my way “It’s just standard procedure in our church to have all the couples go through counseling before getting married”

“What church is that?” I blurted out, “the First Congregation of the Backstabbing Harpies?”

Under the admittedly clever vitriol, I was hurt Not just fro— Raquel had always been an atheist and had hardly lived life as soious person, so thissince they were pretty devout— but because they were getting married so quickly

“Everything okay, darlin’?” Mr Sexy Pants asked, no doubt noticing the shade of red I had turned

But what I couldn’t help but notice was his soft but deep Irish accent It drenched ht away