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of the pictures so I clicked yes.”
    “No, no, no.” The words were out of my mouth before he finishes the story. Unfortunately, I know how the story ends and it doesn’t have a happy ending. “You sent all those pictures to all of my contacts didn’t you?” I ask fully aware of what the answer is.
    “Yes, but it was an accident. You seem to already have some replies,” he snickers to himself.
    “Dammit, Mason. Everyone from work and some of my clients are in my contacts. This is not good.”
    “I’m sure it will be fine. In some of these you look kind of cute. I especially like this one,” he says holding up a picture of me just in my underwear from when I was like three. I can see my fat rolls from across the room. I cringe at the thought of my boss opening that attachment.
    I storm out of the room, my arms full of frames and I find a black garbage bag. I stuff all the frames I can find around the house in the bag. As I walk past the desk I catch the picture flying off the printer before Mason can get a hold of it. He protests but gives up once he sees how mad I am. I think I found all of the pictures so I shove the garbage bag under my bed.
    I hear my phone beep to signify that I have a text. I storm back out into the living room and pick up my purse from where I dropped it on the floor in a panic. The text is from Drey who also must have received the email.
    *You still wanna play nice? Cute scrunchie btw!*
    My blood is boiling but I insist on channeling my anger to get back at Mason. He may get the sympathy vote from some people but he knows exactly what he is doing. This is typical Mason. Well, new Mason anyways. Not caring about how his actions affect other people. Apparently that is not something that goes away once your memory is erased. I have made up my mind on what I want to do. I text Drey back.
    *Game on.*
    I hit send and look up at Mason. He is staring at me with suspicious eyes. My face must look mischievous because he almost looks scared. Oh, Mason, you should be. A wedding you say Dr. Carter? Well a wedding we shall have.
    “Mason, we’re getting married again,” I say with a menacing smile. He just swallows. This is going to be so much fun.

3. Shenanigan Queen
    Why do you look like a crazy ex who has a plan?” Drey asks looking at my smug but thoughtful expression. Her eyes are full of excitement. She wants Mason to be destroyed too. He once told all the guys in a bar we were at that she had herpes. I don’t think she ever got over that.
    I decided that I needed to get out of the house so I went to Drey’s. The rest of the day yesterday, I spent brooding in my room and eating Haagen Das. If I was planning my second wedding, I needed to change my diet and get out of the house.
    “Drey, do you still have your bridesmaid dress?”
    “Of course I do. It’s the brightest thing in my closet,” she says.
    “Perfect because we are going to Mexico.”
    “I’m all for it. I had a great time at your wedding. Maybe the same cabana boy will be at the pool again. He really was dreamy.”
    “I plan on spending the majority of my time at the beach, at the spa, and making Mason wish he had never brought that bimbo home with him.”
    “I like how you think. What are you going to do?”
    “I don’t have any plans yet. All I know is that I have to put all my prior good feelings about him behind. This is a game and I’m going to win.”
     
    Today sucked at work. I spent all day emailing clients apologizing for the pictures that got sent to them. My boss wasn’t happy either. When he was done reprimanding me, he laughed and made a stupid comment about the picture of me picking my nose. I was two for crying out loud.
    The break room was covered in the photos and someone so kindly wrote Lucy Harper in the bottom corner of every print out. Erin, my friend at work, said she took all the ones out of the bathroom, men’s and women’s, before I got there. Even though I work at a professional