Novel & Cerita My Best Friends Mom

A L E X I S The pain of seeing your best friend—the person you've loved since you realized what it meant to like a guy more than a friend—fall for another woman is worse than breaking a bone and feeling every motion; even watching your world shatter doesn't compare because it all happened to be. I broke a bone in kindergarten when falling off a bike, my parents separated when I was sixteen, and I witnessed everything I knew fall apart, another woman take my mother's place, and me being pushed from daddy's spoiled princess to daddy's hardworking girl.

What if she thought I was only friends with her because I wanted to be with her? My mum's words replayed in my head. I always knew that there would be a possibility that I would push Kiki so far back that I'd never be able to reach her again. A chill ran down my spine. That was the true nightmare. I wiped my hands and turned off the kitchen lights; I wanted to lay down. On my way to my room, I passed my parents cuddling in the living room. My mum was intently watching a movie while my dad was more interested in playing with her hair. I went up the stairs with my mind filled with all the past movie dates that Kiara and I had. I don't remember when it started; even when I went through an ineff

Rhys’s POV “But she’s Mirabel’s best friend. She’s twenty-five, you’re forty-five, a widower, and her best friend’s father, this is kinda wrong in every way that counts. Power imbalance doesn’t even begin to cover it. And Mirabel…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “That girl worships you. Losing her mother the way she did, you’ve been her whole world. If she finds out you’ve been with Alicia behind her back, even if it started before she knew who Alicia was to her… it could break something.”

"Say, Ma'am Cynthia. Weren't you and mom friends in high school?" "Yeah. What about it?” "Are you two close? I mean, like, are you two best friends?” He thought for a moment. “I wouldn't say it like that. But your mom has a best friend, if that's what you want to ask." My mouth fell open. “They're close. They are always together even though they are very different. You see, Sophia's the complete opposite of your mom." So, Sophia is the name of mom's best friend. I wonder where she is now.

“You and Natasha were always such good friends.” "I know, Mom," I say, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I promise to be cautious, but I really want to see where things lead for us." "Good," she nods, relieved. "And one more thing, Lexie – Natasha." "Natasha?" I ask, surprised by the sudden change in topic. "Your friendship means so much to both of you. I know things might have been strained, but I believe you two can work through all that, if you just talk openly and honestly with each other," she advises.

Diana soughed, pinching my hand with her free one. I sighed in mock pain as I looked down at her. Of course I knew what she was talking about. I had zoned out on her, and had forgotten her question. I was not sure if it was because I didn’t really want to talk about my mother so that I wouldn’t tear up or because I really forgot. “That’s my mother, and that is Naomi beside her. Naomi was my best friend.” I answered, a short smile on my lips as I watched them talk animatedly about something. The dance was over now, and my mother looked better, more relaxed than she had been before.

She assured. I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to sound like I’m being ungrateful. It’s just, wow. I sighed. All you have to do is show and be your beautiful self. Mom excitedly said. Are you having second thoughts? Damien asked. There was so much worry and fear on his face. What? No, no never. I told him putting my hand on his cheek. It’s just that Mac, Bea, and Duncan aren’t here and... I paused for a bit. Is there someone else you want here? Dad asked from the driver’s seat. Yeah, but I don’t think she would be able to make it on time. I’m not even sure where she is right now. I explained. I did send her a message before the whole attempted... I trailed off. Anyway, she’s been my b

And yet… something about her eyes made my stomach churn, a familiarity that prickled at the edges of my mind with recognition. Surely, it can't be. Even at her funeral, the only people who showed up were my mom's estranged family and the friends she had made over the years. “You’re lying,” I whispered, still in shock. How could my mother have a best friend and I didn't know about her?

I had never seen my best friend look this happy over the years that I have known her , I should know that there was something and while I was away she found love and I was happy for her even though she kept that away from me her own best friend , I am never going to judge her for it . “ How do I look, baby ?” She asked me moving a bit closer to me as she smiled brightly . “You look stunning as usual, I replied as I hugged her tightly . I could never imagine the kind of emotions that was going through her mind at this moment . “ It’s time for the bride to come out’’ her mom said as she immediately slide the door open . “ Are you sure you want to do this , get married to your mystery man ?” I

she winked at me but I hesitated to share her enthusiasm with her. How could I be happy that my best friend's dad, who slept with me and then brushed me off like I was nothing, was now my boss? Worse was, I couldn’t let myself get upset or fidgety because it was my secret. Absolutely no one could know what happened between me and Sebastian. “Yeah. More advantages for me” I fake cheered and my mum opened the door to leave but remained in the doorway. “Your breakfast is on the dining table. You should eat before you leave” she told me and I gave her a thumbs up.