The atmosphere was warm, filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses, a stark contrast to the cold confrontation at the school. “I can’t believe they showed up,” Rachel said, … Continue reading Part 29. The aftermath of the ceremony was a whirlwind of emotions, but Isla handled it with remarkable grace. We went to our favorite Italian restaurant for a celebratory dinner, just the four of us: me, Isla, Karen, and Rachel.
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