35 Thirty-five: MTOABB

MTOABB

"Thanks for coming." Chloe drops a kiss on his cheek and gives him a side hug.

He smiles at her and whispers something in her ear that turns her frown upside down. Sometimes I envy their friendship, how it's so different to ours. They are never consistently fighting, which makes me assume that maybe I'm the problem.

I slowly walk to where they are standing. The sky now littered with stars as the wind whistles calmly across my skin.

"So what are you two whispering about?" I ask. I use my hair tie to pin my hair to the back.

"Does she know of her already?" Chloe asks, turning to face him and he nods. This is about the baby - and why does it not surprise me that Chloe knew about this before me.

"Are you talking about this child?" I ask her.

"Don't say it like that." She says, opening her eyes a bit wider than usual which causes her eyebrows to rise.