NICOLE
I've just started on dinner for me and Haley when my best friend, Esmeralda, comes bursting through the door, carrying a ton of shopping bags.
"Nicooole!" she exclaims, dragging out my name. "You'll never believe what I have here with me!"
I guess just by glancing at the bags she's carrying. I wipe my hands on a kitchen cloth and approach her. Haley is upstairs, taking a shower. Esmeralda rummages through one of the bags and pulls out a shimmery silver dress. “See?”
“Oh, it’s beautiful!” I remark as I reach for the dress and feel the material between the tips of my fingers. “This looks like it cost an arm and a leg!”
“And it did, but you know how Armand is,” she gushes. Armand is, for all intents and purposes, her sugar daddy. He’s married and she’s well aware, and they’ve be
