I rinse my hands and reach for a dish towel, drying them as I lean against the counter.
"Talk to me, Ali," I say.
Alice lifts her chin, studying us for a minute and trying to decide whether or not to play dumb. Finally, she grins, shrugging. "I love him."
"Why now, though?" Rose asks. "You've been together over a decade."
Yeah was wondering a bit about the wait.
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