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Hardy:Want me to talk to them?
Polly:No! You’ve done enough.
Hardy:Ooo, I have an idea!
Polly: Oh God, what now?
Hardy:Can you pull together a shopping trip for a dress tomorrow? Have her meet you, tell me where to go, and then say you need to leave, so I’ll help her instead.
Polly:Do you want her to hate me?
Hardy:Please, Polly. **insert puppy eyes** Please. Please. Please.
Polly:Can you enlighten me? How does this benefit me?
Hardy:I’ll throw in a few excursions for free on your honeymoon. You choose, I’ll cover the cost.
Polly:Now we’re getting somewhere.
Chapter Twenty-Six
EVERLY
“Thank you so much for doing this for me,” Polly says as she greets me with a hug.
“Of course,” I say. “I’m glad I had the weekend open so I could help you.”
That’s a lie.
In fact, I’mnotglad I had the weekend open.
And I’mnotglad I could help her.
Because I can see right through this little set-up.
Let me lay it out for you from the night of the coupling, so you can understand where my mind is at.
You ready?
First, the bachelorette party. There was a lot of confusion, a lot of drinks, and a lot of sex.
A night where dreams were made.
Where fantasy became a reality.
He told me he liked me, I fawned, swayed…swooned and then had the best sex of my life.
Flash forward to the morning, when I woke up feeling like a well-satiated goddess only to make a complete one-eighty and spiral through a dark tunnel of despair, feeling like a discarded turd.
Hardy tried to sneak out the morning after, but I woke up and caught him, forcing him to fumble around and tell me he had to leave for work—on a weekend. Yeah, a freaking weekend!
It was awkward. I knew he was lying, but I went with it because that’s the kind of girl I am. I will discard my own feelings to make other people feel better.
Fast forward to the awkward goodbye where he agreed that me helping him still try to hook up with Maple was the way to go.
Once again, not the narrative I thought we were going with. I assumed after he said he liked me that perhaps there was a future for us.
Apparently not.
