Chapter 97. Drunk Texts

"Mich, what the hell did you do? I missed you so much!"

Michelle hugged her knees while facing the laptop. It had been six years, and she definitely missed her best friend. Megan looked very different now. She was sporting a wolf hairstyle that really suited her. She looked fresh and sexy in her wedding dress. Apparently, after six years, Megan had finally married Andrew.

Michelle struggled to stop herself from crying. Now that there was a lot more to fear, Megan contacted her via email, requesting a video call, which she didn’t turn down. Relief flooded her as soon as she finally saw her best friend. She was her refuge, after all.

"I guess... congratulations on your wedding, Meg..." she said, sobbing and chuckling at the same time.

Megan cried from the other line. "W—What happened, Mich? Where are you? Please... Please tell me before I lose my mind!"

Michelle told her everything and didn’t even leave any details. If there was one person she trusted the