Celeste José:
“You look absolutely lovely,” I murmured into Mallory’s ear as we stepped into the club. I noticed she had been frequently checking her reflection in the car's mirror this evening. Normally, she didn’t pay much attention to her appearance, but tonight was different. She seemed quite eager to meet this guy.
She had been engrossed in conversation with him, chatting nonstop on her cellphone and through texts. I hoped he wouldn’t turn out to be a big disappointment. My friend was genuinely a nice person with a heart of gold. She deserved someone who treated her as well as she treated others.
“But are you sure you want to come?” she paused near the counter, turning to me with a sad smile on her lips.
“I'm fine. Nothing bothers me anymore,” I fibbed, smiling at the server and o
