Better In Theory

Tatum Irving has known beyond a shadow of a doubt that she has been in love with Georgia Montgomery since they were twelve years old. Was it cliche, falling for her best friend? Obviously, but she couldn't help it, she was as powerless to her charm as any other person... And she'd believed that she'd charmed Georgia right back, how else was she supposed to take the late-night confessions, the jealousy, and the last two years of practically living as if they were already in love?

However, when an ill-fated confession of long unspoken feelings turns into an unrequited mess, Tatum is left with the impossible decision of burying her feelings with a smile to keep the peace or losing her best friend and living out a lease with someone who now feels like a familiar stranger... Those are the only options, right?

God, maybe confessing really WAS better in theory...