LORETTA

Rosa's smelled like delicious coffee and butter.

It was calming in a way. With soft lighting, windows fogged at the edges, and small talk around equally small tables here and there

“You know how you're the unhinged one in our friend group?” I started

Michelle straightened slightly with a small smile “I prefer the term spirited but yes, continue”

The cup was warm in my hands. I took a sip, and the familiar blend of cream, chocolate syrup, and coffee spread across my tongue.

“That's why I called you and not Zara or Holly” I turned the coffee cup around in my hands.

“I love all of you but...