Emma felt her chest tighten as Leah's words bruised through her heart. The sight of the gorgeous dress made her wonder why she felt reluctant to purchase it, considering it was worth every penny. She has always been the one running away in college, but this time, something is different. She wasn't that same girl anymore.
She had Ryan's credit card in her hand, and she wasn't going to let Leah see her falter.
Leah smirked, leaning closer. "I mean, let's be real. You can't afford it, and I might probably just buy it so you don't come back admiring it. Even though I don't really need it."
Emma's fingers tightened around the card, her mind racing. She could feel Mia's protective energy beside her, ready to launch into a sharp retort, but Emma didn't need defending-not anymore.
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