I glanced at Kara. Her eyes were closed, and tears ran down her cheeks. I reached for her hand, lending her comfort and strength from my touch.
“Wallowing in the past is not healthy,” I said. “If you were so great together, why aren’t you together now? Maybe you’ll be back together in the future, maybe you won’t. People tend to only remember the good memories, but that’s not right. You have to remember the bad memories too.”
After a few moments, Kara threw herself at me, her arms in a tight bear hug. “I love you, Ver. Thank you.”
“Ah! I love you too, Ver.” Beth threw herself at us. “You’re like the female version of Dr. Phil.”
“Group hug,” Kara mumbled on my shoulder.
“Is your drama having a commercial soon? I need to pee,” Beth moaned.
Right on cue, Theo showed up in a Toyota, waving at us.
“Here comes mine,” Beth whispered.
Chapter Seventeen
Veronica
After Theo boosted his car, Beth told him to go back to the party without us. It took a bit of convincing for Theo to leave since he wanted to make sure we got home safe. That guy was fiercely sweet and thoughtful. No wonder Beth was in love with him.
Since Kara and Beth were both drunk, I was the designated driver.
“Where do you guys want to go?” I asked, putting on my seat belt.
Kara was almost passed out in the backseat, her head drooping to her chest. I had made sure she had her seat belt on.
“Should we just go back to Kar’s?” I prompted.
Beth was busy scavenging for something in the glove box. “Aha! I knew it was here somewhere,” she crowed in victory, holding a small tube in her hand.
“What? What is that?”
“Superglue!” she squealed excitedly.
“Uh-huh. You’re definitely drunk, aren’t you? I should take you guys home.”
“No! Ver, believe me when I tell you this is definitely not drunk. If I were, you wouldn’t have to ask me.”
“Okay.”
“Now, where does that Cameron live?”
“Why?” I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. I could see the wheels turning in her scheming mind.
“Because we are going to give Kar here a little revenge.”
Kara piped in, “Revenge?” She sounded sleepy but interested.
“I have this magical glue, and we just need to put this in the keyhole of your ex’s front door. He won’t be able to get in unless he kicks the door down or changes the locks.”
“Oh shit, yes!” Kara shouted. “Yes, please! Let’s do it!”
“Kara—”
“Ver, please? I really need this.”
I sighed. These two were going to get in a lot of trouble if left unattended. I was about to refuse when an image of Kara crying appeared in my mind. “Fine.”