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‘I didn’t do this, Cath. Jesus Christ, I don’t even know how to block a number. It’s obviously some sort of mistake. Why the hell would I do that?’
Cath performs a faux shrug. ‘I don’t know. Because I was happy? Because I was about to get married and start the rest of my life and you were jealous?’
‘Oh, come on. We spoke about that. We cleared the air. We had a great time in Brighton. Why would I then decide I didn’t want to talk to you anymore? It’s ridiculous. It doesn’t make any sense at all.’
‘I don’t know, Grace. I said sorry to you, I really made an effort with Tom. I even invited him to the wedding, for Christ’s sake. If you’re still coming, that is.’
‘Of course we’re coming! Cath, I didn’t block your number. I swear I didn’t.’
I glance over at the bar, but there’s no way I
