Outshining My Toxic Ex
Language: en
Right before we were supposed to head to City Hall to get our marriage license for the ninth time, my best friend offered to touch up my makeup. But a second later, her wrist gave a violent jerk. The sharp edge of the dermaplaning blade sliced right across my cheek, leaving a long, stinging gash in its wake. "Oh my god, Audrey, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to!" Sienna’s hands flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with a frantic, theatrical panic. But beneath her trembling facade, a sudden, icy realization began to pool in my stomach. Over the past two years, every single time we had an…