π΅β’ Amara had always been quite wealthy, thanks to her fathers company and the hard work of her mother.
Amara Kennedy was a generous person, she never flaunted her money, and as much as people clung to her like glue and begged her to be their friendsβ she knew they werenβt her actually friends.
She only had one real friend the majority of her life timeβ Quinn Lancaster.
At least until they were 7, when Quinn had to move to a literal different country for her fatherβs work or whateverβAmara didnβt give two shits about what his company promoted and created.
She missed Quinn for a long timeβMissed her smile and laugh and how joyously happy Amara got when spending time with her.
She missed her best friend.
It had been 10 years since she last seen her best friend, or even heard from her or about her, Maddison Bailey. She was now 17, and if she remembered Maddisons birthday right, the other girl had turned 18 not long ago.