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“Can we toast?” Harlow asks.

“What are we toasting to?” Rory looks at her curiously.

“To Liv losing her virginity.”

“Oh, dear God,” I blush. “Do we have to toast to that?”

“Yes,” Ella states. “You’re comfortable and confident and having fun. That deserves to be celebrated.”

The five of us take our wine glasses and clink them together.

I never knew meeting Lane would change my life the way it did. I have him and Sage, but I also have a whole group of wonderful friends.

I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to say it, but… I love my life.

fifty-seven

Lane

Olive

Are you home yet?

Lane

Miss me, Ballerina?

Olive

Of course, I do

You’ve been away for a week

Lane

I know

I miss you, too, baby

And Sage

I’m not used to not having her with me for every away series

Olive

Sorry not sorry

She needed to practice for her recital this weekend

Lane

I can’t wait to watch you dance with her

Olive

You just want to see me in a leotard

Lane

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