"Okay, love ya!"
Her friend-for-a-namesake chuckled, "Really? We're on the 'love' stage already?"
She blushed a guilty red, her eyes portraying an unwritten sorrow. She said, her voice cracking,"I regret it."
"What?" the friend asked.
"I regret not being able to tell my fiancé that, right before he died in a car accident."
