ELENA'S POV
Sunday morning was quiet.
I woke up late, and stayed in bed longer than I should have, staring at the ceiling and thinking about everything that happened the last two days.
Caleb being back still felt a little unreal, like I was going to wake up and find out the last two days had been a dream.
I was just glad to have my best friend back. I mean, yes, I had Jenna and Claire but my friendship with Caleb had always been different.
My phone buzzed on the bedside table, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Jenna: Come over today. Claire is coming too. We’re cooking, drinking wine, and forcing you to talk about your life.
I smiled at the message. Speak of the devil.
Me: That sounds less like an invitation and more like a threat.
Jenna: It is absolutely a threat. Be here by 4.
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