It was late Sunday evening when Brea pulled up to Lucy's house. She had been agonizing over her decision the entire night and had been dodging Lucy's calls the entire day. Brea sighed as she exited the car and steadily walked up to the front door.
Lucy opened the door excitedly even before she had a chance to knock. "Hey!" she exclaimed. "I saw you drive up."
"Hi," Brea gave Lucy a slight smile before following her inside the house.
"I've been trying to get a hold of you all day," declared Lucy.
"Yeah I'm sorry; I needed to think."
"Is everything alright?" she asked concerned.
"Can we talk?" Brea looked down into ocean blue eyes. She had no idea how she was going to find the strength to do what needed to be done.
"Yeah. Let's go to the living room," suggested Lucy, realizing how dis
