I know she only means well, but now she’s put all these doubts and fears in my head. Reminders that there is no way the world will ever accept this relationship. What happens when people find out? Our careers could be destroyed. Our families might never speak to us again. Could the four of us survive that? And what about marriage? I’ve always dreamed of getting married in a big ceremony with all my family and friends watching, but there’s no way I can marry three guys. Am I giving up on that dream too by being with them? When I get off work I head to the mall to meet Brooke, hoping she can ease my worries. If anyone can make me feel better, it’s her. “You slept with all three of them?” Brooke asks, way too loudly. Other people turn and look at us and I duck my head, my cheeks burning.

