“She’s family.” “Retta!” “I have to.” Her friend made a sound between a sigh and a groan. “You have to eat. You have to drink water. You have to compliment me on my outfit every time you see me but”—she leaned in as much as her belly would allow and lowered her voice—“you don’t have to go to your cousin’s wedding. Especially when she’s marrying your ex-boyfriend.”
So agree 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
