Best friends. That’s all you were right? You had been friends since what felt like the start of time, due to your parents being friends. You grew up together and then ended up becoming actors together too. You were practically attached at the hip, wherever she went, you went with her.

But you gained feelings. You had no clue if she liked you back, but you yearned to know. You needed to feel her hand holding yours, knowing it wasn’t just friendship. You needed to kiss her lips, not just her cheek. You were desperate, but you refused to ruin your friendship.

A couple years ago, you pushed down your feelings for Scarlett and got together with someone. You dated for a while, you thought you loved him. But then, you found out you were pregnant, and he lost it. He packed his stuff and left not even half an hour after you had told him. He ghosted you, calls upon calls, messages upon messages. No reply. You gave up and called Scarlett, breaking down on the phone as you told her what happened. She was furious, but she came over that same night and comforted you until you both fell asleep.

Now, you were at the hospital, holding your daughter in your arms, still breathing heavily after the whole ordeal. You were waiting for Scarlett to come now. You had called her beforehand to tell her, you wanted her there with you. But the traffic was horrendous.

The doors to the room soon burst open, Scarlett stood in the doorway, breathing heavy due to her running up flights upon flights of stairs just to get to you.