“Whoa,” Iris says as we walk in through the front entrance of Graces boutique. “This place is amazing.”
Freya nods. “If only we had something like this back at home.”
Iris nods. “If only.”
“What?” Vern asks, looking between the two sisters. “You don’t have boutiques back at home?”
Freya shakes her head. “Not this grand.”
Vern glances back at me with a smirk. Maybe her plan would work after all.
“It such a pleasure to see you girls,” Grace says, walking up to us.
“It’s always wonderful to see you,” Vern says, giving her a hug.
Grace then turns to me and pulls me into a hug. “How are you? The big day is almost here.”
“I’m good,” I say. How about you?”
“I’m well, thank you for asking. I feel like it’s been a while since I’ve seen you girls.” Her eyes flicker between me and Vern.
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