Chapter 1

When my husband came to pick me up from the hospital, my best friend was sitting in the passenger seat.

Her smile was still bright and generous, but she showed no intention of giving up the seat.

"Long time no see. You don‘t mind me sitting in front, do you, Claire?"

Felix in the driver’s seat said nothing, simply changing the subject.

"How did the hospital checkup go?"

I clutched the pregnancy test report in my hand, opened the back door, and said slowly.

"Just indigestion."

I thought Moira wouldn’t show up at today’s class reunion.

After all, I’d heard she‘d been abroad for three years and was doing quite well.

If I’d known she was coming, I definitely wouldn‘t have attended.

"I’m telling you, Claire, you‘re still as delicate as ever. Who goes to the hospital for indigestion?"

"Such a waste of medical resources."

She flicked the decorative ornament I’d placed in the car.

"And Felix, this car costs several hundred thousand at least, but you‘ve decorated it so girly. Are you even a man?"

Felix just stared ahead, chuckling with amusement. "She likes it."

"Ugh, I can’t stand this. Such a cool car, dressed up like something ridiculous."

"I can buy you one if you want."

"Please, don‘t play big boss with me. Without me, who’d carry you to victory in ranked games?"

The curve of Felix‘s lips was captivating. I hadn’t seen him smile like this in ages.

The car‘s air conditioning was on full blast, and my heart felt as if ice-cold water had been poured into it.

I pulled a thin blanket over myself.

"Are you cold?" Felix frowned at me in the rearview mirror, preparing to turn up the temperature.

Moira in the front seat suddenly pressed down on his hand.

"Hey! But I’m so hot. If you‘re cold, why don’t you open the window and let some warm air in?

We‘re almost there anyway, so just bear with it."

Their hands naturally overlapped until Felix saw me nod, then he withdrew his hand to focus on driving.

"One of you can’t stand the cold, the other can‘t stand the heat.

I really don’t know how you two lived in the same dorm room before."

This time Moira didn‘t respond.

I smiled.

"Have you forgotten? Back then she was always running around with you, hardly ever stayed in the dorm."

Felix said nothing. Moira also lowered her head and started fiddling with her phone.

The silence in the air felt like some kind of guilty conscience.

Moira and I had known each other since childhood.

Her father died early, and her mother was our family’s housekeeper.

We‘d slept in the same bed, dressed each other’s dolls together, shared the same pack of sanitary pads, and stayed up late talking about the boys in our classes.

It was only much later that I realized we‘d both fallen in love with Felix.

At first, I would occasionally bring Moira along on dates. Felix had some complaints about this.

But I never expected that gradually, when three of us went out together, I became the one sent to buy drinks.

Occasionally, they would attend gatherings with friends together.

Without inviting me.

Because I didn’t like gaming, couldn‘t go bird hunting in the mountains, and didn’t dare participate in their group‘s street racing activities.

But Moira was interested in all of these—even if she didn’t know how, she was willing to learn.

I never thought their behavior crossed any lines. I only felt blessed.

My best friend and my boyfriend were good friends.

It was like we were one harmonious family.

Until one day, she bet me on whether Felix would choose her or me.

She lost, but it seemed I didn‘t win either.