Amara’s POV
I was out shopping by myself at the mall looking for a dress when I ran into an old friend, Mia. She wore a casual outfit and smiled at me like she couldn't believe she saw me.
"Amara?"
“Mia…” I smiled at her.
"What are you doing here?" she asked as she looked at me from head to toe.
"I need to find a dress for tonight. What about you?"
She showed me her paper bags and said, “Yes. I can help you find your dress for tonight. We’re still friends, right?”
"Well, I thought you didn't want to be my friend after the last time I turned you down," I told her with a smile.
"Ugh, I hate myself for acting like that," she said with a snap of her tongue. "I felt like a bad friend to you because I didn't know what you were going through at that time. Sorry... "
"It's okay,"
