“Oh, shit.” “What?” “Wouldn’t I have a ring? I didn’t even think to buy one!” “Oh, right.” I reach into my pocket and pull a ring box out, setting it onto the console between us. “There you go.” Anna stares down at it. “This is so surreal.” “What’s that? “This just—even as a little girl,” she says breathily. “This is exactly how I dreamed it would happen.” “Are you ever serious?” Her smile straightens and she gapes at me. “You’ve told me I’m supposed to be a married medical student on the way back from Cambodia. I’m wearing actual Chanel and two days ago had my labia waxed by a woman with
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