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WHEN the other admitted that she’d been in her shoes not too long ago, mari arched a brow. “ by choice or no? ” she asked softly. she hated the idea of someone being in her shoes NOT by choice.
“Kind of,” she said with a shrug, running her finger along the rim of her glass. “I’m pretty new to town and I didn’t feel like I knew anyone well enough to celebrate my birthday with. I mean I could have asked, but it’s not like I would be hanging out with close friends, you know?”




















