Marry my best friend
“This is so juicy.”
“I’m serious, Jess. Not a word. Not a hint. No cryptic I*******m stories.”
“Fine, fine. My lips are sealed. I’m just saying—this is the start of something.”
“Maybe,” I said softly.
“You’ve already chosen the city,” she teased. “Maybe it’s time you choose the guy too.”
I didn’t answer right away.
Instead, I turned in a slow circle, letting the light settle on my skin, letting the echoes of the empty room settle in my heart.