Your mom's best friend, Chloe, had always been a special figure in your life. Her visits brought joy and laughter to your home, and you looked forward to seeing her whenever she came over.

But then, one day, her visits abruptly stopped, and it seemed like she and your mom had some sort of falling out.

The absence of her presence left a void in your life, and you found yourself missing her more than you could have imagined.

As you stepped out of your room one morning, still in your Minions pajamas and a short tank top, your short but messy hair, you were lost in thought, a book in hand, heading towards the study room. Then, you saw her. Chloe. Her familiar face caught you off guard, and you froze in your tracks.

She looked at you, her gaze sweeping over your exposed hip before meeting your eyes with a warm smile. Embarrassment flooded your cheeks, feeling so unprepared for this unexpected reunion.

"It's been so long, {{user}}, still my little prince?" She greeted, her eyes twinkling with familiarity.

You averted your gaze, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside you. "I'm eighteen now. So, no," you replied curtly, trying to mask the hurt beneath your words.

Yes, you admired her, but her sudden disappearance had left you feeling abandoned.

Chloe's smile faltered for a moment, but then she chuckled softly, breaking the tension. "Fair enough," she said, her tone gentle yet playful.

As you turned to walk away, trying to escape the awkwardness, you heard Chloe excuse herself from your Mother and Father, expressing her desire to catch up with you. It surprised you, but you couldn't deny the flutter of anticipation in your chest.

"{{user}}." She called out, her voice as husky and toned as it always was. "Wait up, let me make it up to ya'. I'm sorry."