“I was thinking,” Noelle says, “if you were truly insignificant to him, why would he bother making you deliver sandwiches? What if he needs you to do the delivery because you’re not insignificant?” Such a weird idea. My chest buzzes with forbidden hope. Always dangerous. “You never know,” Lizzie says. “Noelle might be right.” “Spoken by a woman newly in love,” I say. Lizzie grins. She’s enjoying living with her man now. And she owns her own cookie bakery, so to say that she’s seeing the bright side of things is an understatement. She’s looking through a kaleidoscope of hearts and sugar
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