What Are We?

What Are We?

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"I've waited 13 years for this moment. Every time I look in your eyes I wonder if this is it. If this is the day we finally acknowledge the elephant in the room. Because once we do, we can't go back. You are my best friend. I can't imagine my life without you. You are my rock and my hope for a future I could only ever dream of. I can't keep lying to myself about my feelings for you. I can't keep staying up at night wondering about you and what you're feeling. Do you know how many hours I've wasted trying to figure out all the mixed signals you've send me? One minute you lean in and almost kiss me and then the next day you write me a Christmas card telling me I'm a great friend. I just need to know. What are we? What are we really? Because I can't keep living like this." Come and decide for yourself. Should Jenna and Charlie jeopardize what they have and ruin the friendship? or Have they already gone too far?
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Twelve years ago, he drove away with my heart in his hands. I've moved on since then. Or so I thought. Growing up in a small town, there weren't too many options when it came to friends. But, even in a sea of a million, I'd always choose Jake Jameson. I felt safe with him. Safe with my secrets, my dreams and eventually - my heart. I thought we'd have forever together. That was a long time ago. I thought I'd forgotten those piercing blue eyes and the sound of his laugh. I tried to obliterate the memory of his touch from my mind. But, one single glance, as he stands at my door, twelve years later, and I'm suddenly transported back to a simpler time when love was easy, and my heart was whole. The problem? I'm marrying his best friend.

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