When Best Friends Kiss
“He doesn’t feel the same way about me.”
I reached for the laptop, the weight of the conversation becoming unbearable, desperately seeking a distraction.
But Amanda was ready. She gently took the laptop and set it aside. “You will never know if you don’t try,” she urged.
“I am not interested in ruining my friendship,” I stated firmly. Before she could protest, I added, “A long time ago, it was basically established that I’m not Todd’s type. We are too different; he can’t be with someone like me.”