“He was my whole world.”
“Well that was your first mistake.”
Amy hadn’t liked Brandon, but Julia’s eyes once lit up at his voice, his face, his name. He could do no wrong, until he did, and now Amy was half heartedly picking up the pieces of Julia’s heart.
Seeing that her words did nothing to console her best friend, Amy said, “Look, we’re in a coffee shop. Dozens of cute guys are here. This could be the beginning of your rom-com.”
Julia sighed, looked up, straightened. Her eyes gleamed. She was daydreaming again.
There was no helping some.