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“How did it happen?”

“He kidnapped me.”

I laugh so hard I break into a coughing fit.

Sabine deadpans.

“Oh my—you’re serious.”

“As a heart attack.”

“So you’re like living every dark romance book ever.”

“Pretty much. Like a messed-up beauty and beast.”

I laugh again.

“It’s complicated,” she continues, “as is anything worth having in life.” She takes my hand. “Listen. The best way to get over a guy is to?—”

“I know I know. Get under another one.”

“No, Brittney, the best way to get over a guy is to fall in love with yourself.” She smiles. “Come on, I have some lipstick that would look stunning with your skin tone, and dress that would fit you like a glove.”

Thirty-Three

Brittney

I couldn’t be any happier if I were standing in Sephora itself. Sabine’s beauty products are top of the line and I am living for it.

After trying on multiple colors and products, I decide that I like the cat-eye, something I’ve always wanted to try but never had the guts (or training) to do.

It takes four failed attempts to get it right. I can’t believe what a difference a little eye liner, mascara, and blush makes.

“You have impossibly long eyelashes,” Sabine gushes. “I’d die for them.”

“I’d die for your life.”

She snorts. “The grass is always greener, remember that. We all have our problems, no matter what you see on the outside.”

I nod, then ask, “So, what’s he like?”

“Astor?”

“Yeah.”

She considers her answer. “He’s a complex, complicated, passionate man. He’s incredibly smart, dedicated, and funny—both intentionally and unintentionally.”

I laugh. “He kind of comes off as . . .”

“An asshole?”

“I was going to say stoic.”

“He’s been on his own for a long time and has lost a lot of people he loves. The pain has manifested in something . . . well, something I’m trying to tame, to be honest.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Men are so complicated. By the way, where is he?”

Sabine frowns. “Dr. Squire said he went for a long walk after their meeting this morning. I’m glad—he needs it.” She refocuses on my hair. “Let me ask you, what was it about Leo that hooked you?”

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