Imogene Scott
Dahlia smiles as she squeezes my hand. “Don’t stress with labels. I should know better.”
“Really,”
“Yeah. I’ve been married for ten years now.” she says calmly.
Okay, did she just say she’s married? She’s been
married for ten years? What the hell is happening here?
“What? You were just crying over…”
“My jerktastic...