Possessive
Zara's Pov
"What best friend's funeral?" I moved closer on him with haste. "Who? Brian?"
His forehead formed a curves. "Your best friend's funeral, Zaraniel. For Beatrice. Are you okay?" He asked in a worried voice.
Beatrice? I
I looked up to him in confusion and fear. "B-Brian...I think I'm going insane. I-I don't know who is that Beatrice." I said in a trembling lips. "I-I don't understand why are you all saying, that I have a best friend!"
I've never been irritated like this before. Why they all saying that I have a best friend when I can't even remember a bit of her? What is f*cking going on?
"W-what?"
I pulled my hair in frustration. "I-i don't know that name, brian! So how can you all say that she'smy best friend?!"
He hugged me when I couldn't stop myself but she
