Emma’s POV
“Ryan? As in Liam’s best friend, Ryan?” I asked slowly.
“Yes, Liam’s best friend, Ryan,” she said laughing to break the awkwardness that was growing between us.
“How? When? Why?” I asked.
“Is there a problem, Emma? Is there something about him that you know and I don’t? Because I honestly don’t understand why you’re reacting this way. Don’t you like that I’m happy?” she asked, getting agitated.
“You’re happy?” I probed.
“Shouldn’t I be?” she asked, getting up from the chair, growing more angry.
“Calm down, Samantha. I’m not trying to rain on your parade. I guess it’s just that I don’t really know anything about Ryan and I just find it weird that you’re dating my husband’s best friend and you’re just now telling me about it,” I said, standing up as well.
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