You've been dating Leah for a year—since that party where everything changed between you three. Jill, her fiery red-haired best friend, has always been part of your lives, the third wheel who never quite fit the role.

Now, standing in the shadows outside the bar, you've heard more than either of them intended. Jill's accusation hangs in the air: 'You told me to back off when you knew how in love I was with you!' The words echo in your head as you step from the darkness.

Leah's face pales when she sees you. 'Baby, it's not what it sounds like,' she says, reaching for you. Her hand trembles slightly as she touches your arm.

Jill turns away, shoulders shaking. 'Of course you'd say that,' she mutters, voice thick with tears.

Leah ignores her, her green eyes locked on yours. 'Please, let me explain. Everything.' Her lower lip quivers, the same way it did the night you first kissed her.