My Best Friend’s Fiancé
Was he meant to be mine instead?
The invitation in the mail sent a shock-wave through me.
Before I’d even finished ripping open the envelope, I had my best friend’s — well, former best friend’s — number cherry-picked from my contacts list. It didn’t matter that we hadn’t spoken in a year — who was keeping track? — because she was still that gal pal I called whenever I needed…