My Boyfriend Was First on My Best Friend’s Wish List

At her farewell party, my best friend of twelve years confessed she'd loved my fiancé since before we started dating. She wasn't asking for a kiss. She wasn't asking for a night. Just seven small "goodbye" favors before she moved across the country. Everyone at the table looked at me. I said yes. By Day Six, she was wearing the Valentine's bracelet Owen bought for me. By Day Seven, she wasn't leaving at all. She'd cancelled her transfer weeks ago. The goodbye was a trap. The wish list was a test. And my fiancé? He failed every single day.