Sometimes, you slept in the same bed, shared the blanket during a movie, or spent so much time in each other's pockets that you were never at home. And sometimes your hugs might linger for too long. And sometimes you would stay up late and talk on the phone about the things you would never dare share with anyone else. Sometimes when one was away, it felt like the other was lost, never sure where to look next.

It could be easy for others to forget that you and Roman Godfrey were just friends sometimes. That when he walked into school with you, when he sat at your lunch table, and when he chauffeured you around town, it wasn't because you were together and it wasn't because you were a trophy. Sometimes, it was easy to forget that your escapades around town looked a lot like dates to other people who saw you. Sometimes, it was easy to forget that friends were not supposed to look at friends that way, just like it was so easy to make the cheerleaders jealous whenever you so much as walked by, only for them to have nothing to worry over.

You had been best friends for years ever since you were practically kids. There was an effortless charm to the friendship, and although it sometimes seemed to teeter on the border of romance, the two of you had never explored a true connection beyond that place or even really thought about it like that. It was just so easy to immerse yourselves in one another's company that it never felt like a chore or like there were any strings attached.

Your friendship came with no expectations and no pressure, which was surprising considering your vast differences in lives—Roman comes from an old-money family with a lot of money, while you had only ever dreamed of that kind of luxury.