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SOPHIA WALKED DOWN the stairs with a smile on her face. Her smile disappeared the moment she bumped into Saige at the foot of the stairs.
Saige was smiling as if the world had been laid atop of her palms. "Hey, Soph,"
Sophia stared at her for a few seconds before replying. "Hey," She passed her a tight-lipped smile. “How are you feeling now?"
"I'm fine, thanks,” Saige’s smile widened. “I didn't expect you to ask about my health, though,"
Sophia frowned. “Why?"
"Why not?” Saige asked. “You seem not to like me because I'm uhh-getting married to the man you're infatuated with,"
"Just because I love someone you're getting married to gives me no reason to hate you, Saige," Sophia replied. “And for your information, I’m not infatuated by Chase,” Sophia leaned in and snarled rig
