#Chapter42
Weekend Getaway-02
/"You get fucking married, and you didn’t tell us? What the fuck is wrong with you? It hurts, I’m your fucking best friend, Seb, I would be happy for you, whatever is your decision, whatever you do with your life for as long as you’re happy, but this? This is ridiculous! What the fuck, man? Did you ever consider me as your best friend? Where is the fucking promises not to keep secret from one another? I fucking hate you right now./" He narrows his eyes at me. /"How did it even happen? Is it Abby? Is she pregnant? Did she trick you, blackmail you, drugged you?/" Before he can continue, I unbuckle my seatbelt and punch him directly on the nose.
