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stomach over someone she had just met who had annoyed the hell out of her. Plus he was a celebrity, a musician who lived in an entirely different world than hers.
    She had always pictured herself settling down with another lawyer, or a doctor, or someone with a job that didn’t involve sweating on a stage, strutting back and forth in tight leather pants.
    Her parents had a great marriage, one that she had always idealized for herself one day. Her father was a doctor and her mother was a nurse, happily married for over 30 years. They enjoy their house on the beach in the Hamptons, where their biggest worry is weeds in the rose garden. Caroline had always assumed she would end up with the same type of practical man as her father.
    Caroline sighed and rifled through the papers on her desk, trying to push away the tingling in her core that was attempting to ruin her future plans. She decided to push away all thoughts of Logan for the rest of the day and just concentrate on her projects at work.
    No point in adding unemployed to the list of  ways she didn’t measure up to her father’s expectations.
    About eight hours later, Caroline trudged through her front door, dropped her purse on the floor, and tossed her keys on a nearby table. She collapsed on the couch and just lay there, staring at the ceiling. Work had been exhausting, way too much running around for the senior partners, busy deadlines that just seemed impossible to meet, and no time to take a breath.

She glanced over at her cell phone that was dangling precariously out of her purse by the front door, where she had originally dropped it. She scooted to the end of the couch and reached out to try to grab it, nearly falling off the couch. It would have taken a lot less energy to just stand up and walk over to get it, but Caroline was stubborn and didn’t want to get up.
    Her father had always joked she was so stubborn, that once her mind was made up, nothing in the world could budge her. Caroline laughed at the thought as she finally grasped her phone and slid back onto the couch. She turned her phone on and flicked through her list of contacts, finding her best friend Aralia’s phone number. She clicked the number and the phone began to ring.
    “Caio, cupcake!” Aralia’s voice came through the speakers.
    “Hey girl, it’s me,” Caroline greeted her, already smiling at the bubbly personality that was Aralia. She always infected everyone around her with the same outgoing spirit.
    Aralia had been one of her best friends since they were children, and they’d moved to the city together years ago. She was a bartender at a bar in Chelsea that was always standing room only, most likely due to Aralia’s charming Italian wit and banter. It seemed sometimes like Aralia was always followed by a crowd of friends she barely knew.
    “Hey, Caroline, how was your weekend?”
    “It was great, just went to the park and relaxed. Nothing super fun, just got some rest and tried to catch up on sleep.” Caroline shrugged as she grabbed the tickets out of her purse and looked them over. “Hey, listen. I got three free concert tickets for Saturday night, want to go?”
    “Hell yeah, what concert? Is Jackie our third?”
    “Yeah, definitely,” Caroline agreed.
    Jackie was Aralia’s cousin and roommate. The three of them had become close friends since moving to the city, even though they all grew up together. Aralia and Caroline had never included Jackie much when they were kids, but as the girls all spent more time together, it was a fast and easy friendship. They often spent Friday nights at the bar together or Sunday brunches filled with gossip and chatter.
    “Perfect! I'll check with her to see if she's free on Saturday night, but I'm pretty sure she is. Which concert?” Aralia asked again.
    Caroline sighed, knowing her friend would overreact.
    “Front row tickets at Madison Square Garden for Logan Clay’s concert,” Caroline admitted quickly, closing her eyes and