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If I looked back from today to a few weeks back, then one could see the difference we had, I must say we walked a long path to come to where we were at this moment. However, all of these felt rubbish, seeing how fast the friendship we had crumbled down without any effort. Every morning, I could see the crack in the rope of our friendship every time he walked out without saying goodbye to me. I was suspicious, but it was there. I felt it in my bones, yet when the same thing happened for the next week, I knew the effort that had been given to this bond was futile, a waste of time, hope, and faith that I had in Gavin.

Life is funny. You work so hard to make a good life and then one day it all gets ripped out from underneath of you. All you can do is rebuild, but again, life throws out curve balls, and you find yourself sinking deeper and deeper. This is my life. It hasn’t always been a struggle. My life used to be great. I had family who loved me unconditionally and I made friends everywhere I went. My best friend was always there for me no matter what, he was my rock...until he wasn’t. His parents split up and they moved away at the end of Knox’s junior year. I never heard from him again.

"With your people." It has not been found yet. Lucas lit a cigarette, and both of them fell into a moment of silence. They were best friends when they were young, but everything came to a sudden halt in their senior year of high school. Afterwards, they became strangers, and later on, they became rivals who couldn't stand each other. Today, they have come together again in peace because of Jessica's disappearance. Everything was like a cycle. Terry read and reread Luna's letter, but apart from Luna's cutting and heart-wrenching sarcasm, he didn't see anything else.

"Try knowing exactly what happens when it all goes wrong. When the bond doesn't just break. When you're the one that breaks it. Permanently." My stomach turned. He wasn't messing with me. There was no humor, no amusement left on his face. Just fact. Cold, brutal fact. "Who…" The question stuck in my throat, but I already knew the answer. "My best friend," Ian said. "We grew up together. We trained together. We laughed at this same fate bullshit together. And then one day, the bond snapped into place, and suddenly, we weren't just friends anymore. We were everything. And I lost my damn mind over it."

It was as easy as that he concluded, and compared me to his brother's household which ran aground because of mutual disloyalty. My best friend Maria's laps of tears in tears. Limp, helpless, back then when Hery hurt me, my body was like an ox which had its neck cut, now because of Hery's actions, my relationship was destroyed. 1 year Roby and I have been a husband and wife since he became my fiancé, but he doesn't believe in me so much! Can't believe the 5 years of love we've had?

Tell me about it. Stacey so much loved listening to stories. I termed it 'gossiping' while she termed it 'gisting.' ' There's nothing really to tell. He just asked for my number and said he wanted to be my friend. He's definitely one of those playboys.' I replied not wanting to go into full details. ' Oh...Okay..' Stacey replied and sat on the chair opposite mine. ' I.D, I won't be able to spend the night at your place. I have a date with my boss. I'm sorry.'

Together. Clara feels something give way inside her not loudly, not all at once, but like a seam finally splitting under too much strain. Her thoughts fragment, reorganize, replaying conversations, It was only later, when the adrenaline faded and the quiet set in, that Clara understood what had really been lost. Not the relationship, not the promises or the shared future she had once imagined but the friendship she had cherished, the one she had believed was indestructible. That was gone. It revealed itself in small, cruel ways. In how memory no longer felt safe. In how laughter, once easy and unguarded, now replayed in her mind with a sour aftertaste, as if each shared joke had been rehears

The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to fall into place, revealing a picture far more complex than they had ever imagined. "But something went wrong," Sarah continued, her voice filled with regret. "One by one, we began to drift apart, our friendship crumbling under the weight of our shared secret. And then, one day, the journal disappeared, stolen away by forces beyond our control." Jace felt a knot form in his stomach, a sense of dread washing over him. The journal – and the secrets it held – had become a source of pain and division, tearing apart the very fabric of their friendship. "We never spoke of it again," Sarah whispered, her voice heavy with sorrow. "But the guilt never left us

I’d heard everything from Isak, saying he didn’t like them arguing about me and not wanting their bet to ruin a centuries-old friendship. I don’t want to be the reason these fools stop being friends. They’ve defied all the odds for so long. If their kind and the nature of their species’ societal norms weren’t enough to destroy their friendship, I’d feel like a piece of shit if I’m the reason they stopped being friends. I’m not looking to break up their friendship. I want them to give up their stupid bet.

Letting myself be driven by this weird feelings is highly unacceptable, specially now that out squad is on the verge of slowly breaking up apart. I mean, I’ve witnessed some people who are bestfriends who tried being in a relationship with each other for a moment thinking that maybe, just maybe it will work out. But things just don’t go on that way. Everything is meant to be broken, even the most sacred promises that has been ever made in this world. Those two bestfriends became enemy... And as of now they aren’t even talking to each other. Love can ruin everything, and that’s a fact. End of story.