Friendship and Confessions

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♡ Megan ♡ “I’m sorry I’m late,” Amy said as she hurriedly took a seat across from me. I smiled as I waved my hand dismissively. “Where is Casey?” “She couldn’t get away,” Amy explained as she rubbed her growing belly. Our café was cozy, and the smell of baked bread and sliced meat filled the air. This had become our regular spot since my first luncheon with Amy. On occasion, Casey would join us, but today was not one of those days. Not that it mattered. I had been surprised when the three of us had clicked and became friends. We had a group chat, and we stayed in contact with each other daily. We met once a week for lunch, and they had welcomed me into their friendship group. “How are you doing?” I asked her as I waved over a nearby server. “Everything feels like it takes twice as l

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