"Angela! Samantha!"
Janice arrived at the plaza just in time to see the two familiar figures already waiting for her in the center. The moment they spotted her, both Angela and Samantha waved, their elegant silhouettes glowing in the soft evening light.
The moment Janice received Angela's call, she dropped everything and came running.
After all, during her pregnancy with Trista, these two women had been by her side every step of the way. In her heart, they were more than friends—they were like the older sisters she never had.
"Today's our rare girls-only day!" Angela grinned, throwing one arm around Samantha and the other around Janice. "No men, no kids—just us and pure happiness!"
Janice couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. "Alright, alright. We'll do whatever you say!"
