Rebecca put her lipstick away. “She’s been nice to me, and why wouldn’t you believe her?”
“Because she’s beautiful. Beautiful women don’t know what it’s like for the rest of us, and they can’t be trusted.”
“You sound jealous.”
“I’m not really. I’m just worried about you.”
Rebecca sat on the bed and patted Marie on the head the way she would an affectionate pet. “You’re always worried about me. But don’t be. He’s the one. I know he is.”
“I’ve never seen you like this.”
“I know,” Rebecca said, as surprised as her friend about how strong her feelings were. “That must mean something. I have this feeling that I have to be with him. When I first saw him, I felt this connection.”
“That’s only because you were filled with fear. It was probably just a regular chemical reaction.”
Rebecca shook her head. “No, it wasn’t that. It was something more. I can’t put how I feel into words.” She jumped to her feet, then slowly spun around with her arms held out to the sides. “How do I look?”
“Can I be honest?”
Rebecca stopped turning and let her arms fall. “Do you have to be?”
“Yes.”
Rebecca folded her arms and braced herself for her friend’s criticism. “Then go on.”
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