Page 8 of The Romance Fiasco


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“Do you mean Wanda?”

“Her skin was so waxy. Sean and I called her that. She wasn’t the one, not that it was any of my business.”

Thinking back, I snort a laugh. “Waxy? Well, you’re not wrong.”

“Well, mister, we’re going to find some fun for you tomorrow night.”

“If it’s Ross’s version of fun, count me out.”

“Was it that bad?” Nora cringes.

“Sean would’ve given him a whooping.”

“No doubt. It’s still hard to believe how different they were. Wish he were here.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“But we can’t forget JOMO,” Nora says.

I let out a sigh, I don’t plan to get married or do anything that would lead me to the end of the aisle. Not because I don’t want to, but because, inspired by Sean’s love story, I was going to propose to Wanda, aka Waxy. Dodged a bullet on that one because before I popped the question, she took off with her boss.

I’m gun-shy now. It’s silly to be afraid of rejection, but it’s the truth. I won’t lie to others, and least of all to myself.

“I have to bring the kids dry towels. Come on out when you’re ready. Don’t be a stranger. The kids would love whale rides on Uncle Magnus’s back.” Nora smiles warmly.

I return it because she’s not wrong about FOMO or JOMO.

As she strides down the hall, from my pocket, my phone beeps with a flurry of messages.

Unknown Caller:??

Unknown Caller:??‍??

Unknown Caller:??

Unknown Caller:??‍??

Unknown Caller: ??

Unknown Caller: ??

Me: Did you mean to send that last one?

She doesn’t answer.

But after receiving that red heart, I change the contact info fromUnknown CallertoLally.

Lally

CHAPTER 3

Something inside of me jitters. It’s a shaky, tremulous sensation a lot like the time in college when I pulled an all-nighter and then literally drank a gallon of coffee to get through exams the next day.

To say I was wired is an understatement. My entire body vibrated. Much like my phone when I belatedly realize that among the wedding-themed emojis I sent to MM, I included a heart. The red one which signifies romantic love.

I tell myself it fits with the wedding theme, right? But he asked if I meant to send it so what did he think I was suggesting?

I drop my head into my hands. It’s bad enough that I accidentally proposed to the best man, I then sent him a heart without thinking about how that might come across.

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