The Worst Best Man

by Mia Sosa

I’m a woman, Max. Afro-Latinx, too. Being emotional isn’t exactly something I can do freely, not without repercussions.”

Her skin smells like an intoxicating combination of peaches and vanilla, and if I make it out of this room alive, I’ll be on the hunt for a dessert that reminds me of this scent.

“Still a badass, tears and all.”