CHAPTER 5 | Libby
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“You’re never going to believe what I just agreed to,” I tell my best friends, sliding into the booth at our favorite Atlanta restaurant for breakfast. The air is heavy with the smell of coffee and pancakes and it’s seriously making me reconsider my usual omelet. I take a deep breath and give the girls my best smile. “I’m going to work for Finn Oliver.”
Laurel and Ally look at each other like I’ve just spoken in tongues. Honestly? It would probably make more sense if I had. Finn and I have history and none of it is good.
Okay, some of it is good.
It was good when we were growing up and had each other to lean on. It was good in college when I helped him with his panic attacks and he helped me with my accounting homework.
But I know my best friends aren’t thi
