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deal for Josh. I accused him of lying, especially when he admitted that he’d slept with her before.”

Megan took her hand. “He was telling the truth about the business meeting. He was working on that deal for a couple of months and the whole thing fell apart on the Friday he was supposed to fly in for your wedding. Josh wasn’t very nice to him about it, so Noah quit.”

Libby’s chin quivered. She was such a fool.

“But that doesn’t explain why he didn’t tell you about quitting his job,” Blair pointed out.

“He said it was because of everything I was going through.”

A soft smile lit up Megan’s face. “He was thinking about you instead of himself. He was being selfless, Libs.”

“I know that now.” A sob broke off the last word.

“I was wrong.” Megan glanced over at Blair. “We were wrong. We couldn’t look past Noah’s history to see what was right in front of our faces.” She paused and squeezed Libby’s hand. “He loves you, Libby. I had no idea how much until I saw him yesterday. He’s a mess.”

“He is?” she asked, feeling guilty at the relief she felt over his pain.

“He knows he screwed up by not telling you about his job, and I’d bet my life that he didn’t cheat on you. He loves you too much to think about another woman.”

“I love him too.”

“Then what’s keeping you apart?”

Before her plane took off from Vegas, she’d realized how wrong she’d been. A small part of her hung on to the belief that Noah had cheated on her, but now Megan was bashing that belief to smithereens. It made her heart ache for him even more . . . all the pain she’d caused him. “I—I hurt him. I was horrible. He’ll never forgive me.”

“Do you know how he answered when Josh and I asked him why he wouldn’t just come talk to you?” She paused. “He says he doesn’t deserve you. He doesn’t want to hurt you any more than he already has.”

“You have a choice, Libby,” Blair said, her voice softer than before. “You can keep running away from love or you can live your life with a man you clearly love—a man who loves you just as much.” Her voice broke. “I almost missed that chance with Garrett, Libs. Don’t let Noah go. You’d regret it for the rest of your life.”

Megan squeezed her hand. “Libs, Noah is your soul mate. The man who showed up and saved you from the marriage you weren’t meant to have. You can’t give him up. He’s the man the fortune teller foretold. The one you’re destined to marry.”

She shook her head. “You don’t believe in the curse.”

Megan smiled. “Don’t you see? You’ve made us believers. We were just too obstinate to admit you were right. There is magic in the world.” Her eyes shimmered with tears. “What I have with Josh is magic, and what you’ve found with Noah is magic too. I mean, come on. Noah McMillan, confirmed bachelor, is holed away from the world because he can’t handle losing you. Who could have predicted that? You changed him, Libby. And he’s miserable without you.”

“She’s right,” Blair said softly. “What were the chances of me seeing Garrett before my wedding, let alone him being in the wedding party?” She leaned forward. “You spent weeks convincing us to admit the curse was real. It’s our turn now. Noah is the man you’re supposed to be with. Don’t throw that away.”

Libby started crying again. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to say.”

Megan smiled through her own tears. “Go to him. I bet you don’t have to even say a word. Just show up and that will be explanation enough.”

“So?” Blair asked.

Libby nodded. “Yes. I’ll go.”

Megan beamed as Blair pulled an envelope out of her bag and handed it to her. “Then here’s a wedding present from me and Garrett.”

Libby opened it and gasped when she saw an airline ticket voucher. “This is for this afternoon.”

“Which is why you better get your sorry ass in the shower. I know the man loves you, but there is a limit to how much one person’s olfactory nerves can take.”

Libby launched herself at her friend, throwing her arms around her neck. “I love you, Blair.”

“I love you too.” Her voice broke. “Thanks for not kicking me out after being such a bitch. Especially given my bad-cop role in this part of the intervention. But Megan and I figured