My Best Friend’s First Love
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My best friend had a first love she couldn't forget.
Often, late at night, she’d drink herself silly, murmuring how much she missed him. I’d wipe away her tears:
“If you love each other, you should be together.”
She pushed me away: “Zara, you don’t understand.”
On the eve of my wedding, I was in a car accident and miscarried.
The next day, texts of my best friend being harassed came through. Ignoring my own pain, I braved a blizzard, driving four hours to Riverton.
Outside her building, I watched her being pulled into a man's embrace.
My best friend's familiar voice drifted to me:
