ROMAN
I didn't need to think twice before realizing who sent the message. The lady my parents had wanted me to marry, Vivienne Harrington.
Vivienne and I had been childhood friends due to our parents being friends. We were so inseparable back then even until we were in College. I had secretly liked her even when I knew she was head over heels for one of the hot guys in school back then.
I had to keep my feelings to myself so that our friendship wouldn't be affected. Going down the memory lane, I still regretted not telling her how I really felt. Just after college she travelled out of the country with her boyfriend despite her parents not being in support of her relationship which later caused a strain in our friendship. We had kept contact but it faded over the years.
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