Chapter 37

Jules collapsed.

It was pitiful, really.

But what was more pitiful? In that split-second, when his legs buckled, he still thought of her.

Goddamn.

His body hit the floor with the sound of a dull thud, the sound of a heart falling.

The girl, Riana, kind of shouted but it was soft, muted, like her grey eyes. She rushed over to him and obstructing his view of the ceiling. And replaced it with a worried pout, warm caramel skin, and miles and miles of ample flesh.

"Oh my god, Jules are you okay?"

Jules stared up at her dazed. He wondered fleetingly how he had wound up here, staring up at her best friend.

He still remembered her words clear as day from that day. When he saw their picture on her phone.

That right there, Jules, is my best friend in the whole world, well save for my