ETCHED IX

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One is here and the other is there  just in case you missed them. Here's where we left it yesterday :



"The evening got so interesting that they lost track of time and so when Eloise finally stole a glance at her watch, she politely asked to take her leave.

Abigail acted as the perfect hostess and thanked Eloise profusely for her visit.

As the couple escorted the Eloise out of the house she proceeded to ask Eloise a question none them could have anticipated..."
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Chapter 9

"Would you like to be bridesmaid?" Abigail asked Eloise point blanc as she was about to step out of their home that evening. The question had come as a complete shock to Eloise.

"Wow...that's flattering but you know I'm already Phil's bestman," Eloise replied baffled.
"I know that ...but hear me out...I know we just met but I kind of like you a lot and besides the whole woman bestman thing is quite confusing...be my bridesmaid instead and Phil's brother can be his bestman...that way it would be almost as if you were Phil's bestman...he and I are going to be one after all....come on ...what says you?" Abigail insisted with eagerness.

"I don't ..really know..." Eloise asserted timidly.
"I insist..."
"What does Phil say?" Eloise quipped looking at Phil who stood beside Abigail.
He knew better than to contradict his fiancee and better still not trying to pick a side, he simply said he was okay with whatever both would agree on.

Then Abigail jumped on that and said "see...I told you he will agree"
"Technically ....I had not said ...." Phil tried to correct her but she gave him a Medusa-like gaze that shut him up.
Eloise with her back to the wall agreed with make-nice smiles and rehearsed mirth. She got into her car and the sputter of her engine saw her outside their house on her way home.

They say there is no art to find the construction of the mind on the face for if there were , Eloise would have known what Abigail was playing at the moment she welcomed her into their house. Of course she had heard_no_seen the look in Phil's eyes whenever he spoke about Eloise. The "Eloise was this and that" and " Eloise once did this " stories did little but showed clearly that the damn fool still loved the girl. She had always played the "cool girl" role and always listened with feigned interest.

Well, in her mind she had guessed Eloise was tall, big-headed and ugly but the goddess she saw tonight was far from the image she had painted in her head. Instinctively, she had pushed her into accepting the role as her lead bridesmaid.

 Her best friend from infancy, Adobea had to step aside. She was sorry but there was no way  Eloise was stealing her man.
"Keep your friends close...but your enemies closer" she muttered to herself in the bathroom as she was preparing  to go in to her fiancee for the night.

"Abi...you've been in there a while now... you okay?"
"Yeah...I'll be out in a sec hon" she replied while turning off the bathroom lights.
"So ...what do you think about Eloise?" Phil accosted as his fiancee entered their bedroom.
"I don't know....what do you think?" Abigail replied as she let her robe fall away revealing the Forever 21 lingerie she wore underneath.
Phil grinned as he turned off their bedroom lights.

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 Life is a web weaving a spider and it doesn't matter whether the creature knows it or not ....sometimes we are pushed into situations before we even realize we have been shoved and that was how Eloise felt as she drove home that night.

"And what does she mean by 'kind of like you a lot'? "  She thought as she dissected the conversation she had had with Abigail. As far as she was concerned, you either liked someone or you didn't....there is no 'kind of' and she never understood why people used that structure in their speech.
"And what was with the look she gave him?"
"And why hadn't Phil rescued her?"

Oh My God ! She sighed in exasperation.Just a month ago , she had graduated top of her class at Oxford and was very happily single and now here she was , bridesmaid to a girl who was going to marry the guy she loved.
"Oh shit!" She uttered while braking suddenly in the middle of the highway with aggrieved drivers hurling all kinds of insults against women drivers as the reality of the situation dawned on her.
" I love him?".....


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