MARIA POV
I parked my car at Val’s apartment, feeling that familiar mix of excitement and nerves swirl in my stomach. Tonight was supposed to be fun, a break from all the intensity of my life with the twins, and a chance to feel like myself again.
When I saw Val standing outside waiting for me, I couldn’t help but smile. She was rocking a chic, effortless look: high-waisted black skinny jeans that hugged her curves, paired with a cropped, strappy top that exposed just enough skin without being too much. The top was a deep red, highlighting her tan skin, and I couldn't help but notice the subtle gold jewelry she wore—delicate bangles on her wrist and a pair of long, dangling earrings that swayed with every movement. She looked like she just stepped out of a magazine, confident and compl
