CHAPTER THREE

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I assumed that the most embarrassing incident I had experienced up until this point was rejecting Paul's proposal in front of a room full of strangers. I was completely wrong. Having to explain to your friends that you had rejected the said proposal and that we are currently on a break was on another level entirely.

After the initial shock and all the words of condolences and sympathetic hugs, I had finally managed to get everyone out of the apartment. Everyone except for Sophie and Liam, two of my oldest friends who refused to leave me alone in my 'time of need' as they referred to it. Sophie runs around the apartment pulling down streamers and the massive congratulatory banner hanging on the wall, Liam pours me a glass of red filled to the brim while I sit frozen in disbelief on the couch.

Liam is first to break the silence.

"Char, you know that we're here for you, no matter what."

Sophie rushes into the room with her own glass of red and takes a seat next to me.

"We're always here for you. Tell us everything that happened." She adds, her face full of concern. 

I don't miss the stern look Liam gives Sophie. That's Sophie; curious, inquisitive and always trying to get to the bottom of every story. It's these qualities that make her the amazingly successful reporter she is.

I pick up the glass of wine from the coffee table before me and return it after I down it all. "I have no idea what happened. I have to pack up my things and move out. Where am I going to go?" I ask no one in particular as realization dawns on me.

"You can stay with us for as long as you need,"  Liam replies instantly, seeming to sense my impending panic attack.

"I would never intrude in your lives like that," I reply.

I refuse to burden them with my issues. These two lovebirds deserved only happiness and I would not disrupt the wonderful life that they have built. The life that I knew that I wanted more than anything, I just wasn't entirely sure I had it with Paul. My startling thoughts are interrupted by Sophie.

"Don't be stupid, you wouldn't be intruding! Of course you're staying with us. The couch is yours for as long as you need it. We'll be roomies, just like old times." Reaching over, she gives my shoulder a comforting pat. "I'll start packing some of your things," she continues with an encouraging smile.

I watch as she disappears into our bedroom. I realize at that moment it's no longer our bedroom. I down my second glass of wine that Liam has promptly refilled and motion to him to fill a third when I hear the thump coming from the bedroom. He meets my gaze with a reassuring smile and passes me the entire bottle.

"I honestly don't know where I would be without you both," I say with an attempt at a smile.

"And we wouldn't be where we are without you," Liam replies and gives me a bear hug that I didn't know I needed.

"First things first," Sophie announces as she returns to the living room holding Paul's baseball bat that looks far too big for her petite 5'3 frame.

Liam and I glance at each other with a look of mutual confusion and then back at Sophie. She holds her hand in the air as though the reason for her actions is obvious.

"You should break some of that bastard's things. I've read that it can be cathartic after a breakup," Sophie articulates when she realizes that we can't read her mind.

"I could never do that to him. And besides, we haven't broken up, we're on a break," I state with more certainty then I feel. 

"Breaking something will still make you feel better," she asserts, handing me the bat.

I place the bat by my feet and decide instead to take a long sip directly from the bottle.

"You're insane," Liam jokingly replies to his fiancé.

"That's why you love me," Sophie responds with a wink.

"You know, it could have always been an accident for all he knows," Sophie continues, turning her attention back to me. "Besides that dining room table is hideous," she articulates with a playful glint in her hazel eyes.

"I chose that table,"  I reply trying to keep the amusement from my voice.

"Well, in that case, you should definitely smash it," she replies with a smirk.

I can't help but laugh. No matter how bad things get, I am so lucky to have these two in my life.

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