My Bestfriend's Boy
But she kept asking, kept pushing, kept showing up in a way that made me feel seen.
And one night, i realized i was thinking about her. Not just as a friend, but as somethingmore. And the guilt was immediate, crushing.
I tried to stop it. I tried to focus on Ava, to be the boyfriend she deserved. But everytime i looked at her, i saw Mia's face. Every time Ava laughed, i heard Mia's laugh. Everytime Ava reached for my hand, i felt guilty beacuse i was imagining it was someone else's.
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