M A L L O R Y
In Max's apartment, Gia, Max, and I made the decision to spend a girls' night out. Following some wine and some deeper, wiser, and more meaningful chats—drinks and nibbles we prepared, of course—we had the kind of grownup even more as we have aged together, all childless, with our unmarried conversations we typically had together as we mostly ranted about work and how tiring the week was. From relationships to fashion and everything in between, we were chatting and laughing like we were having a fantastic time. All in all, it was a delightful evening spent in wonderful company, laughing, and smiling. All of us were having a great time together, spending time together and strengthening our friendships. It was a lovely and calm evening.
“Are you okay?” I asked Gia as she look
