“I know I’ve broken Abby’s heart.” I pause, my tone somber and low as I stare down at my lap. “But I thought we had an understanding, Chloe. I don’t want to hurt Abby ever again. I thought you knew that.”
“Why, then, did she come here to hide from the city and didn’t even tell her two best friends?” Chloe retorts.
“Because,” Abby says, her voice raising slightly, “I was afraid that you would freak out, just like you’re doing right now.”
Abby’s words are met with abject silence. Chloe and Leah both look at her incredulously; it’s clear that they didn’t expect her to say that, and neither did I. But I have to admit that I’m proud of her for speaking her mind.
The tension between Chloe and Abby has been palpable for a long time now. I’ve always appreciated Chloe’s candor, but sometimes she can be incredibly overbearing. Not that I can complain, because I’ve been the overbearing type myself. But I’m working on it.
We’ve all got something to work on, right?
“Touche,” Chloe says quietly, leaning back in her chair. It’s clear she’s at a loss for words.
Leah shifts uncomfortably in her seat. “I’d like to hear the full story now,” she says, always the more reserved one out of the bunch.
I exchange a glance with Abby before taking a deep breath. It’s time. “Abby and I are in a fake relationship,” I admit, my gaze fixed on Chloe.
Chloe’s eyes widen in disbelief, and she shoots Abby a searching look. “Is this true?” she demands.
Abby hesitates for a moment, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. But before Chloe can jump to conclusions, Abby speaks, her voice genuine and resolute. “Yes,” she says, her voice unwavering. “It’s true. We just decided to do it this weekend.”
I almost let out a sigh of relief. I know that Abby has been pissed at me ever since the impromptu announcement, but to hear her express her support of this arrangement fills me with ease. It makes me just want to work even harder to ensure that this deal of ours ends in a win-win situation for both of us, even if we don’t wind up getting back together in the end.
I glance over at Chloe and Leah then. Chloe is still fuming, her eyes burning with frustration as she looks at Abby. But Leah is a different story. Her eyebrows are raised, intrigue written across her face.
Then, she speaks. “I support you,” she says, standing. “I support you all the way, Abby.”
Abby’s shoulders slump with relief. “Thank you, Leah,” she murmurs. “That means more than you know.”
Leah then turns to Chloe. “Well?” she asks. “What do you think, Chlo?”
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