Sophie had been Emma’s best friend since kindergarten. For eleven years, they’d spent summers together, worn matching Halloween costumes, and talked about applying to some of the same colleges.
Emma had helped plan the Sweet 16, from the decorations and playlist to their dresses.
« You’ll stand right beside me in every picture. »
She’d even spent three months making Sophie a scrapbook with one photograph from every year of their friendship.
Then the invitations went out.
And Emma didn’t get one.
At first, she’d laughed.
Then the invitations went out.
« Sophie probably forgot mine. »
But by Friday, almost everyone in their grade had been invited, even girls Sophie barely spoke to.
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