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Kayla Tribbiani never meant to rebuild her life in New York.
Not after everything she lost.
Not after grief hollowed out the parts of her that once felt bright and certain.
But then Joey pulls her into the warmth of the city again.
Then Chandler hands her a cup of coffee and a sarcastic comment that hits far too gently for a man who claims to hate emotions.
Then the rest of the gang folds her into their chaotic orbit like she has always belonged.
Between double birthday parties gone wrong, late-night kitchen confessions, shared laughter that feels safer than silence, and the quiet moments where Chandler looks at her a second too long...
Kayla begins to feel something she didn't expect:
Alive. Seen. Held.
This is not a love story - not yet.
It's a story about healing, friendship, banter that warms and hurts in equal measure, and the slow, steady gravity that pulls two broken people toward each other long before either of them realizes it.
As Kayla finds her place in the most unconventional family she's ever known, she also discovers:
Sometimes home is a city.
Sometimes home is a group of friends.
And sometimes...
home is the one person who makes you feel less alone.
A Friends-style slowburn about grief, laughter, comfort, chemistry you can't ignore, and the terrifying possibility of letting someone in again.