S.. 😶🌫Bethany Confronts Larry Over Greg-Brooke Meeting 🫣 and sharra Thanksgiving Invite 🦃 What Happened NEXT❓ SEE MORE IN THE BELOW 👇
😶🌫Bethany Confronts Larry Over Greg-Brooke Meeting 🫣 and sharra Thanksgiving Invite 🦃 What Happened NEXT❓ SEE MORE IN THE BELOW 👇
⭐ “AFTER THE CONFRONTATION”
Bethany didn’t wait for Larry to offer excuses—she stood in the kitchen doorway, arms crossed, jaw tight.
“So Greg just happened to run into Brooke?” she demanded.
“And Sharra just happened to invite you for Thanksgiving?
You think I’m stupid?”
Larry froze mid-sip of his coffee.
He’d rehearsed excuses, but the look on her face told him none would work.
🧨Larry Finally Cracks
He set the cup down, exhaled shakily.
“It wasn’t an accident.”
Bethany’s stomach dropped.
Larry rubbed his forehead.
“Greg wanted closure. He asked me to set up the meeting with Brooke. I didn’t think it was a big deal.”
Bethany blinked, stunned.
“Not a big deal? They nearly blew up the friend group last year!”
He stepped toward her, hands up.
“I just wanted the drama done before the holidays.”
But he wasn’t saying everything. She could feel it.
🦃Bethany Presses Him About Sharra’s Invite
Bethany narrowed her eyes.
“And Sharra?”
Larry swallowed.
“…Sharra thinks we should all spend Thanksgiving together.”
Bethany’s face went blank.
“All… meaning who exactly?”
Larry hesitated.
“Greg. Brooke. You. Me. Her. And… her new guy.”
Bethany let out a short, stunned laugh.
“So the two exes, the two middlemen, and Sharra’s rebound?
That’s your idea of a peaceful Thanksgiving?”
🔥 The Truth Slips Out
Larry’s shoulders slumped.
“Look, Sharra wants to prove she’s moved on.
She thinks if everyone sees her with the new guy, the tension will end.”
Bethany stared at him.
“Larry… did you tell her she needed to ‘prove’ it?”
He winced.
That was her answer.
🥀 Bethany Walks Out… but Not Away
Bethany grabbed her coat, heading for the door.
Larry reached out.
“Beth, wait—”
She cut him off.
“I’m not going to a Thanksgiving reunion tour just so you and Sharra can ‘fix’ everyone like some experimental therapy group.”
She left—and Larry felt something in the room collapse.
📱 Meanwhile… Greg & Brooke Have Their Own Scene
Greg sat in his car outside Brooke’s place, replaying the conversation from earlier.
Brooke was pacing her living room, texting Sharra.
BROOKE: Did you know Larry set this up?
SHARRA: Yes. I thought it might help.
BROOKE: Help who? Greg or YOU?
Brooke tossed her phone on the couch.
Something felt off.
Sharra was moving pieces… but toward what?
🦃🧨 Thanksgiving Takes an Unexpected Turn
A day later, Bethany got a text:
From Sharra:
You should come tomorrow.
People need you there.
And Larry does too.
Bethany stared at it, confused.
Then another message popped up.
From Brooke:
If you go, I’m going. I’m done letting them make decisions without us.
And then:
From Greg:
Brooke’s going. I’m… not sure I should. Advice?
And finally—
Larry himself:
“Beth, please. I messed up.
But I swear, Sharra’s planning something.
I don’t know what.”
Bethany’s breath caught.
Sharra wasn’t inviting them to “heal.”
She was orchestrating something.
Something big.
😳 The Final Twist
Just before Bethany could respond, a message appeared in the group chat Sharra had created:
SHARRA:
Tomorrow at 3.
Everyone. No excuses.
We’re settling EVERYTHING.
Then she sent a photo.
A beautifully set Thanksgiving table…
…with name cards already placed.
Greg next to Brooke.
Larry between Bethany and Sharra’s new boyfriend.
Sharra at the head of the table.
Like she was hosting a summit.
Or a showdown.
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