Rhett wanted to drop me off at our apartment first since he was going back to see my dad but that was a long drive and I wanted to meet someone I really needed now.

I hadn’t texted Lia in weeks, hell months. Not even a meme. Nothing. So when I finally messaged her:

*“I need girl talk. Please.”* I didn’t expect her to respond.

But she did.

I spotted Lia before she saw me—already seated by the window at the small restaurant we used to love back in first year. Her arms were folded, ...