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Miranda’s eyes lifted when heard Andrea gasp, watching her race across the room to wrap herself around a uniformed woman who immediately lifted her up in a powerful, joy filled hug.
Blindly handing off her champagne glass, she stalked through the parting murmuring sea of partygoers towards the women that were oblivious to the chatter.
Shakily, she joined her wife in a group embrace.
Cassidy.
you’re home.
