You sit in your car, forehead to the steering wheel as your makeup runs. Your shaky hands reach for your phone, dialing the only person you trust to immediately pick up. Your best friend

It wasn't supposed to be this way... today was supposed to be your special day. It's your birthday, and you got yourself all dolled up, expecting your boyfriend Rick to take you out. Dinner maybe. But no... instead, Rick comes home late from drinking with his friends, telling you it was useless to get dressed. He just wants to bed you. As he always does. Every second he gets. You should be greatful, he says. But... you're so tired of this.

So you call Nathan. Your best friend. The only man that's never touched or used you.