Lying on Ben’s bed, we discussed when and how we should tell Libby we were dating. We weren’t sure if we should do it together or if one of us should do it in private. I loved Libby, and I wanted her to be supportive of Ben and me. For every boyfriend that Libby had, I was always right there beside her, supporting her and encouraging her. Even when she was dating Ben, I remained loyal to her and did nothing with Ben. It wasn’t until she chose to let him go that Ben and I finally connected. I needed her to understand that something happened between Ben and me that neither one of us understood. I wanted her to be the friend to me that I had always been to her.
“I think I should be the one to tell Libby about us,” I said quietly, resting my head on Ben’s chest. “I love Libby, and I n
