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"How are things between you and Jackson?" Jade asks.
We're sitting outside on her deck drinking coffee and eating breakfast. Looking up from my plate of food, I catch her gaze. She's staring at me from over the rim of her brown and tan coffee cup, her eyes calculating my every move. Setting my fork down, I straighten up and sit back in my seat. "We're great."
"How long has it been?" Jade asks. "Since you and Jax have gotten together?"
I push strands of hair behind my ear, "Three years."
Jade nods and takes another drink from her coffee. We sit in silence for a few minutes but I can feel her eyes on me as I continue to eat my breakfast. "Do you love him?" she blurts.
I look up from my plate of food and sit up straight, "Why would you ask me that?"
My best friend shrugs, "It's a simple question. Do you love him or not?"
"I love him," I finally answer after a few seconds of silence. It wasn't that I had to think about it, it was just that I couldn't put the words together to admit it to my best friend- the person who knew me better than I, sometimes, knew myself.
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Rooftops
General FictionThey fell in love when they were young, in a city that never felt like home, at a time in their lives when they both knew nothing could be serious. But five years later, they met again, this time not on the side of the road, but on a rooftop.
