Their heads were together and they were laughing at some shared amusement. Looking at the two of them so wrapped up in each other produced a sharp physical pain, and Katie forced herself to look away. Coco caught the direction of her gaze. “Remember what I said. James is looking for a replacement for you.” Katie didn’t believe it. She was a realist, and while she wouldn’t argue, she knew she was right. She’d finally seen more than enough evidence to prove otherwise. “Don’t tell me you don’t see it?” Coco argued. “You’re about the same height, same coloring. She even wears her hair the way you did in high school.” Coco might see it, but Katie didn’t. Really, it would prove nothing, even if Coco was right. The woman James had chosen to marry was Emily. In order to move on in her life she had to accept that James was lost to her. From this point there was no turning back. They both helped themselves to salad, prime rib, and potato casserole, then made their way back to the table.
