Chapter 73

Priya hugged me. "It'll all be okay."

I accepted the comfort. And the lie.

Then I went home for a necessary wardrobe change because I was two braids and a bonnet away from marrying a hard-working man called Pa. Damn it! I hated when Levi was right.

Le Rève was a large - and packed - space in Yaletown, the original Western Terminus for the Canadian Pacific Railway and a warehouse district until its transformation to a trendy neighborhood after Vancouver hosted Expo '86.

Talia had come through; our names were on the guest list.

Priya and I checked our coats and headed for the bar to take stock of our surroundings. My bestie wore a pale pink slip dress that made her skin glow and her green eyes luminous. Her bare legs looked a mile long in her strappy silver heels and her normally sleek flapper bob was a riot of crazy moussed-up curls.