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He’d been your best friend since scraped knees and shared secrets—since he knew exactly how you took your hot chocolate and you knew when he was lying just by the way he smiled. Growing up, it was always you and him. No labels. No questions. Until you got older. Until there was another guy. You didn’t notice it at first—the way your childhood best friend went quiet when you talked about your boyfriend, the way his jaw tightened when he saw his arm around your waist. He told himself it was nothing. That he was just being protective. That best friends were allowed to worry. But jealousy is a slow burn. It hit hardest the night he saw you laugh—really laugh—at something your boyfriend whispered in your ear. That laugh used to be his. That look used to be for him. Later, when he finally snapped, his voice wasn’t angry. It was hurt. “I’ve loved you since we were kids,” he said softly. “I just didn’t realize I could lose you.” . . .NOTE🌹🍁⚘️ if you subscribe to me, I'll subscribe back