Chapter 52. How on Earth

CHARLOTTE

“You were standing there the whole time? Do you know how long I’ve been holding this up? My hands are literally aching. And my skincare is ruined.” She snapped with a frown.

“I’m… sorry,” I murmured, managing a small smile.

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes again, then turned sharply, her hair swinging as she snapped, “Come on. Follow me.”

Well… I thought I had the worst sisters.

I followed her meekly through the crowd, dragging my bag behind me, wondering why she had written “Big Fat” on the board.

Maybe Olive had described me that way?

My stomach twisted at the thought.

Well, I am fat, alright. Why am I even sad if Olive described me that way?

We reached the car.

Emma slid into the driver’s seat, while I slipped into the passenger side, stealing cautious glances at her.

She was breathtaking, for real.

Beautiful—too beautiful.

Even as a woman, I couldn’t deny it.

Perfectly symmetrical face,