Kiara’s POV
The crowded bar was dark and noisy; the music loud enough that my two best friends and I had to lean in closely just to carry on a conversation. Around us the table was littered with empty beer bottles; from across the table my friend Pearl shot me a wide grin. "Thank God you could come tonight, Kiara; Girls' Night just isn't the same without you."
I returned Pearl's toothy smile before sending the next one in Adele's direction. The three of us had been friends forever, since our freshman year at university. We'd weathered a lot together in the last decade: boyfriends, graduation, career changes, and one wedding and subsequent divorce (Adele's experience, not mine -- thankfully!)
"I'm so glad I could be here too. I feel awful for missing the last few." My job as a financial
