Abby
Elsie and I are sprawled out on my king-sized bed, a movie playing on the TV.
But we’re barely watching. I’m trying on one of my new dresses in the mirror while Elsie is watching me, a glass of wine in her hand. For the first time in what feels like forever, I finally feel as though I can let my guard down.
At least here, in the privacy of my old bedroom, no one is gossiping. At least here, I don’t have to justify myself just for being here.
Or at least, that was what I thought.
“Abby,” Elsie says, taking a sip of her wind with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “can I ask you something?”
I raise an eyebrow, turning my attention away from the mirror. The dress I’m trying on is red and hits me mid-thigh, and it’s tight all over; Karl would have hated it when we were married. But now, I think he’ll like it. Not that I should care.
“What’s on your mind, Elsie?” I ask, digging into one of my shopping bags for the black cardigan I bought earlier. I think it’ll go with the color of the dress.
She hesitates for a moment before leaning closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “What’s really the deal between you and Karl?” she asks. “You said it was casual earlier, but… you never explained.”
I sigh, my shoulders slumping as I contemplate how to answer. I’m tired of all of the questions, but Elsie is also a friend and I know that I would be asking the same things if I were in her position.
“We’re... hooking up,” I admit, slipping the cardigan on and turning back to face the mirror as though that will somehow deflect Elsie’s gaze. “But that’s all it is. Really.”
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Please more updates! I hope Abby gets her happy ending with Karl. I SEE how his chanced and he knows that Abby needs to be her own person too....