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The next morning Carrie and I meet up at the Patisserie, my new favourite place.

"You suck!" she says to me. 

"I suck? His mother sucks!" 

"Both of you!" 

I bite my croissant, nothing tastier on the planet, the almond paste just melts in mymouth, "No guy should stop you from making your dreams come true." I tell her."Brandon didn't want me to go to the best school, and Hunter had me fired," shesips her coffee. "The mother never once said what she does for a living," Carrie pointsout.

"She's a doctor specializing in infectious diseases," I tell her."How do you know?" Carrie asks."A tablet, you have to be really smart to do that.""I guess," she agrees. "I guess that's why her sons are so driven for success, whatabout the father?""Stay at home dad," I tell her."That makes sense, he seems more maternal," Carrie points out. "Hunter asked meto marry him last night.""Last night?" I'm surprised."Ya, your promise to Leonardo made him insecure.""You think?" She asks."Yup, he will never show you insecurity though, you can tell how important it is forhim to depict confidence, that's what makes him so sexy. So, you're marrying him?""Yes!" Carrie squeals. "Leonardo proposed but I had to live under his terms, Hunterlets me live my life as I see fit.""You should have a long engagement, make sure his mom isn't right about himnever being around. Tell him you'll marry him in three years plus a day.""Oh! That will get him so mad," Carrie predicts."If he wants you badly enough, he'll wait," I advise."Maybe she says biting into her scone."

Couples drift passed us, holding hands, I can't help feeling jealous, "You reallyneed to be in a relationship to be here," I say unhappily."Your time will come," Carrie says with confidence.Hands unexpectedly cover my eyes. I feel them, I can't see it being Hunter, hewould do it to Carrie, the father isn't that playful, it must be Elliot, "Elliot" I guess with amonotone voice. I don't want him thinking that seeing him will elevate my mood.I guess correctly and his hands life from my face. He's clean shaved, wearing awoman's blond wig pulled back in a ponytail. He has on rose coloured sun glasses andof all things, a sundress with a bra that you can see the straps on his shoulders, "Really?"I laugh. "Nice disguise!"

Carrie chuckles too. She joins our table, "Do you want me to get you something?" I offer. She snatches my croissant and takes a huge bite, huge! "You stole my croissant Slasher!" I say really loud, and then suddenly girls from every direction, come running towards him. He's taken off guard and sprints away. "You shouldn't have done that," Carrie says. "He shouldn't have taken my croissant," I grin. "He's fast! Where do you want to get married?" I ask. "We don't know yet, but we want you to be the Maid of Honour." "I'd be delighted," I accept, "you need to tell Leonardo." "I see no need," Carrie says stubbornly, "he's with Sheila now." I type into my phone. "What are you doing?" Carrie demands. "I just texted Leonardo your news!" "Jesus Mya! I wish your hormones would go back to normal, I told you he doesn't need to know." "It looks good on him. He's so quick to hook up with another girl." "I encouraged it," Carrie emphasizes. "Doesn't mean he had to do it," I point out. I keep typing into my phone, "What are you doing now?" "I'm going to give John the divorce he wants." "What?" Carrie asks in disbelief. "Slasher's mom is right. No guy is worth putting myself on the line for the way I did for John. I would have done anything for him. I was so stupid." I say seeing the light.

I buy myself another croissant, it's my last one, I'm going home on the first planeout, I decide. It's time to focus on myself