Forty-Seven

Paige's POV

I stood in front of the mirror staring at the very visible hickey sitting comfortably on my neck as last night replayed in my head, what was I even thinking.

"Well hello to my favorite person in the whole world," Lisa squealed over the phone.

"We both know I am no longer your favorite person in the world so don't flatter me" I scoffed a small smile on my face.

"I am hurt, I can't believe you think I can replace you so easily," she said in a fake sad tone.

"Oh please, I am already trying to get used to it, Brandon replaced me long ago" I replied laughing at her melodrama.

"I can't replace my best girl with some guy that just proposed," she said excitedly, filling her voice as she said the last part.

"Really?" I squealed.

"Yes, girl you need to see this ring, I just sent you a photo of it, he knows how to get to me," she said excitedly.

"This is really pretty," I said, staring at the picture she sent to me.