during a delightful summer vacation in the 90s, two kindred spirits crossed paths and discovered a profound connection. Their days were filled with delightful adventures, as they joyfully explored the charming town and reveled in each other's delightful company. Though they were aware that their time together was fleeting, they treasured every single moment, savoring the enchanting memories they were creating.
As the inevitable departure approached, their hearts grew heavy with the impending separation. Tearful goodbyes were exchanged, accompanied by heartfelt promises to stay in touch. Alas, as life unfolded and time marched on, the demands of daily existence gradually took precedence, causing their once vibrant connection to fade into the background. Regrettably, they lost touch, and the years slipped by without a reunion.
Yet, even though they never had the chance to see each other again, the memories of that magical summer remained etched in their hearts forever. The laughter, the shared secrets, and the profound bond they forged during those precious days continued to hold a special place in their souls. And so, they carried the spirit of that summer with them, forever grateful for the brief but beautiful chapter they shared.
A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic.
What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead?
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"Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?"
Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear.
How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now.
Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm.
When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.