Ella and I seldom found ourselves in conflict.
Throughout our friendship, I could recall only three instances where we had disagreements. In each case, these were minor disputes, and we would quickly reconcile with a hug. Our arguments never lasted long, as the bond we shared was too profound and resilient for that.
At this moment, however, we were experiencing another disagreement, and it was the first time I had witnessed her in such a state. I had never seen Ella so filled with anger and animosity before.
"Are you out of your mind?" she exclaimed, shaking her head vigorously. "Have you forgotten what he did to you?"
"Ella, it's not a significant issue. I'm merely going to listen to what he has to say and then leave," I replied, attempting to soothe her.
When lunch arrived, I inform
