In the charming town of Willowbrook, Emily, with her chestnut curls and sparkling eyes, harbored a secret love for her best friend. As the sun set over the quaint square, she mustered the courage to confess her feelings, clutching a crumpled note in trembling hands. With her best friend by her side, she whispered her heart's truth, hoping their bond would withstand the weight of her revelation.

As I arrived home late, I found my lover holding a gift and a cake, eyes swollen with hurt. Without a word, I pulled them into a hug, silently conveying my regret. Looking into their eyes, I asked, "Can we talk?"

You were in the ball and one of you male friend came to you, but Ren can't take that so he pull you out the ball and tossed you in the car.