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Clara

Hallie! Not you too!

Delilah, help! Persuade your boyfriend.

Delilah

On it. Brb.

“What do you think she’s going to do?” Hallie asks. “I can’t see Luke giving in.”

I shake my head. “I’m not sure we want to know the answer to that.”

She blushes, and her lips form a small O as realization hits her.

Delilah

I’m sorry, Clara. My hands are tied.

Luke

Literally.

Clara

OH MY GOD

MY POOR EYES

Delilah

Haha. He’s messing with you!

Clara

Promise?

Delilah

I promise. He isn’t even with me right now.

Clara

I hate you. So much.

Luke

Love you too, Clarebear.

Clara

Fine, no karaoke. But can we still go out? Just to the bar on a regular night.

I look up, gauging Hallie’s reaction. “Foster?”

She chews on her lower lip. “I guess it’d be fine.”

I arch a brow. “Are you sure? You don’t have to say yes just to appease Clara. She can celebrate some other way.”