Cassie let the question sit between them for a moment, rolling it around in her mind like a fragile glass marble she was afraid to drop.
The truth was, every woman in that room had already laid pieces of her heart on the table at one point or another.
They had talked about failed marriages, complicated engagements, toxic relationships, unexpected pregnancies, healing journeys, and even embarrassing crushes.
They had been honest with her, painfully so at times, and they had trusted her with their stories, but Cassie's life was not simple, not even close.
She lifted her glass slowly, watching the ice melt into the amber liquid as music drifted softly through the lounge, and for just a second, she wished her problems were as uncomplicated as everyone else's seemed from the outsi
