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go,” Zoë stated without looking at either woman, grabbing for her purse. She
couldn't believe she was letting this lowdown snake shake her up like this, but
it was either she leave now or lay hands on her. There wasn’t a third option.

 
    “Wait,
what?” Aniyah questioned. “But I was hoping you could help me narrow down a few
bridesmaids dresses. I brought catalogs and everything.”

 
    Zoë
sighed and studied her friend’s expression for a second before reluctantly
sitting back down. As pissed off as she was at Audrey, there wasn’t any sense
in making Aniyah pay for it.

 
    One
thing was for sure though.

 
    She was
done playing nice.

 
    Chapter seven

 
    “Anyways,
I was thinking a mauve color might be nice. Maybe something with a low neck,
like these Vera Wang’s,” Aniyah remarked, pointing to one of the many catalogs
spread out across the table. “Or what about these? They’re a little less
expensive, but we’d have to have them tailored for a few of the girls. The cut
ain’t exactly forgiving.”

 
    Aniyah
fell silent as she considered each option. “I don’t know,” she said after
awhile, looking up at Zoë and Audrey. “What do y’all think?”

 
    “Well,
personally, I’m a big fan of the Vera’s,” Audrey gushed. “I actually just
walked for her. She’s such a sweetheart, and her stuff is so high quality. It’s definitely worth the difference in cost.
Besides, it’s you’re wedding day. That’s like…the one excuse every woman gets
to be as over the top as possible. When I get married, I’m going all out.”

 
    Zoë
held back the urge to roll her eyes. “I actually like the other one,” she said,
speaking honestly. “It’s more practical. I mean…no offense, but not everyone
can afford a four-figure dress for a one-time event.”

 
    Audrey
appeared amused by that, but she didn’t say anything.

 
    “What?”
Zoë asked her, not bothering to sound friendly. “Do you have something you’d
like to add?”

 
    “Oh,
no,” Audrey said, waving a hand in the air. “I just don't really think you’re
getting the point, that’s all. Getting married is a big deal. Aniyah has every
right to want the best of the best…something you clearly know nothing about.”

 
    Zoë was
in the middle of preparing an equally snide response when Aniyah cut her off.

 
    “You
know what?” she said, gathering up the catalogs and placing them back in her
purse. “I’m a bit worn out by all this wedding talk anyway. Let’s just drop it,
shall we?”

 
    All
three women fell into an awkward silence as they picked at their food, which
had long since grown cold. Zoë had ordered lemon fish, which was usually her
favorite entrée from Galatoire’s, but she was far too annoyed to focus on her
appetite.

 
    “So,
Audrey,” Aniyah finally spoke up, putting on her most pleasant voice in an
attempt at breaking the tension. “Have you been enjoying your time back home?”

 
    “Yeah,
it’s been great. I was actually just talking to Nate about moving back here for
good. New York is nice and all, but I’m getting a little sick of the winters,
and the traffic, and well…just about everything else. Getting back in touch
with my roots would be nice.”

 
    Zoë
tensed up and swallowed back a large gulp of her mimosa. She couldn’t lie.
Audrey moving back to New Orleans sounded like something straight out of one of
her worst nightmares.

 
    “That's…great!”
Aniyah replied with forced enthusiasm, exchanging a knowing look with Zoë. It
was clear that neither woman relished in the idea of Audrey sticking around for
good.

 
      “Yeah, and if everything goes as
planned, it might be happening sooner rather than later,” Audrey added. “I
wasn’t going to say anything until I knew for sure, but I’m pretty sure Nate’s
on the verge of proposing.”

 
    Zoë
froze with her fork suspended in mid-bite, and Aniyah gasped before setting
down her wine