After months of gently encouraging me to get out of the house, she finally persuaded me to spend a week at a seaside resort with her.
For the first time in months, I found myself laughing again.
We walked along the beach, enjoyed quiet dinners, and reminisced about our childhood. For a little while, I felt as though I was beginning to live again.
Everything seemed normal.
Until the final afternoon.
We were sitting outside, watching the sunlight shimmer across the ocean, when Emily suddenly asked for my phone.
“Come on,” she said softly. “Let’s take one last photograph together.”
I smiled and handed it to her.
“One last photograph? Why are you making it sound so dramatic?”
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Emily slowly removed her sunglasses and stared at me.
For several seconds, she said nothing.
Then she answered quietly.
“Because this will be our last picture as best friends.”
