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Maria

Something happened?!

Nothing happened. Seriously. Stop being weird.

My stomach twists, remembering the way his breath hitched right before he kissed me.

Tiff

Then why do you sound defensive?

Maria

She SOUNDS defensive? Are you hearing her voice in your head, too?

Tiff

You know what I mean.

Maria

Okay, but what if something happened? Hypothetically.

Tiff

Then, hypothetically, she needs to remember it’s fake.

Maria

Or, hypothetically, it’s not.

I let the phone fall flat on the counter. My heart hammers once, twice. Tiff’s logic has always been my safety net. Maria’s hope has always been her downfall. I’ve spent years balancing somewhere between them, practical enough to protect myself and romantic enough to still want something good. Tonight wrecked that balance.

Maria

You’re being suspiciously quiet.

Tiff

She’s overthinking, like she always does.

Maria

Oh my God, you kissed him, didn’t you?

Tiff

Maria.

Maria

SHE TOTALLY DID.

My throat goes dry. It shouldn’t matter that they guessed, but somehow it does.

It wasn’t like that.

Three dots blink, disappear, then blink again.