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she asked, attempting to sound polite. "Um, this is Aunt Susan, my mom's best friend," he explained. "Oh, good day, ma'am," Taylor greeted. "Please, no need for formality. Just call me Susan. You must be Jimmy’s girlfriend?" Susan replied. "Yes," Taylor affirmed. "Wow, you’re beautiful," Susan complimented. "I know, right?" Taylor replied with pride. "But you’re not looking bad yourself. Did you come alone? I didn’t see your husband or kids when you walked in. Did they not come?" She watched as Susan smiled.

“You know if you would’ve just told me you were coming back, or called me when you landed instead of hiring a driver, I could’ve told you he was planning on surprising you.” “Yes. I should’ve told you. For once in my life, I’m sorry I kept a secret from you.” She laughs nervously. “Technically, it’s not the first. I’m on my way, but there’s just one little thing…” “Wait to tell me when you get here. Focus on driving. Speed a little. Sherriff Phillips will understand.” “Miss Betty is a huge fan of yours.” I turn pink thinking about trying to talk Pippa out of a speeding ticket by offering up a signed book to our sheriff’s wife.

Safe topics that didn’t hurt as much. When we stood to leave, Billy hesitated. “If you ever need someone,” he said, “just to talk or drink bad coffee with… you can call me.” “I will,” I replied. “Thank you.”

I pull out my phone and take a photo before uploading it to my private i*******m story. The replies come flooding in instantly. raHi: Wish I had that view xx Jania: heart emoji Mind you, they both had better views than this. Speaking of which, I really need to go visit their houses. I know they all lived with their partners but that’s a plus in my books. I see at least two of my friends. I order some take in from a Chinese restaurant that apparently has really good ratings and decide to spend the rest of my evening catching up on the shows I missed and some scrolling through the new drop of one my favourite fashion brands.

Then she took a large step back, like I was something contagious she didn't want near her. "You heard me, Cassandra. So I'll stop pretending. Please don't follow me around anymore. I don't want to be your friend. Someone like Wendy, with her background and her world, that's the kind of person I want in my life. "Look at yourself. You've got nothing, and you solve everything with your fists. You're not even someone I want to be seen with. Honestly? Being your friend has always been embarrassing." I stood there frozen after she finished.

I still wished that we could get back together but well I don't think that it will be possible as she has moved on and I have too I guess. I want to thank everyone that supported me on this journey. Just so you know, I love you all and will always do. The song recommendation for this book is. 1. What best friends do by Jeiel Damina. 2. Traitor by Olivia Rodrigo. You can check out my other stories. 1. The Better Place. On Good novel and W******l. 2. Caged ( Survival ) on Good novel, M********r, and Libri. 3. I love you ( The Victimized. ) On Good novel only.

she asked me. "Oh no, babe. I'm more of a one and done type. Thanks," I said rudely, leaving her shocked and trying to process my words. Without saying goodbye to my friends, I left the club, feeling no need to look back. ************************************ "Yeah, Mom, I'll be there on time for lunch," I said through the car's speakers. I was talking to my mom on the phone. "I'm on my way. Just going to pick up Bella." Despite being a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about her deeply. "No, she hasn't answered my calls all morning. Okay, let me drive and reach her quickly. Bye, Mom. See you later."

Taylor, one of my co-workers and maybe one of my only friends in this place is waiting for me when I get there. "Hey, sweetheart," Taylor greets me with his lopsided grin. "What's up?" "You up for a movie night tonight. I'm in the mood for some company," He says as he hops onto the counter, nibbling on some apple slices. "Can't. I'm busy tonight." He groans like a five-year-old. "You're always busy. Come one, this one time. Have some fun." "Another time I promise." He groans again and this time I laugh. "Don't you have a bottle of lotion and a marathon of porn to keep you company? What do you need me for?

Elliot put his arm around me, “I’m sure you needed some rest.” I looked across the table and noticed the mark on Taylor’s neck and I jumped up and ran around to the other side of the table. I hugged her, “Congratulations! I’m so happy you finally decided on it.” Evan grinned, “Me too.” We all laughed and I whispered in her ear, “It’s really hot, isn’t it?” She looked at me with wide eyes and whispered, “It was amazing.” I laughed, “I think those were my exact words.” We both laughed as I walked back to my seat. I ate breakfast and, almost on cue, Billy and my mom show up.