Valerie glanced at me with a smile, looking more relaxed and, dare I say, happy than I'd seen her since her split with Mark.
"Yes, I know, but damn, let me enjoy every single second of living like the other one
percent."
I laughed, unable to be grudge her that.
Last night, after Caleb got us settled into our new apartment and ordered us more groceries than I'd ever had at one time delivered to stock the cupboards and refrigerator, I'd sat down with Valerie and told her everything.
From how Alyssa had deliberately arrived early to drop off Owen, to how I now held the title of Caleb's girlfriend.
She'd found the whole arrangement amusing, while I was still finding it difficult to process how in just twenty-four hours my life had completely changed into one I didn't recognize.
