Married Your Girl Bestie as a Dare? Congrats You're Stuck with her now novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The news that Mason and Harper were trapped in a six-month cooling-off period spread through our shared

social circles like wildfire.

At first, it was Harper herself crying in a private group chat, accusing me of abusing my position and

deliberately blocking their divorce. But it didn’t take long before someone dropped a screenshot of the

official directive into the chat.

It was the same document I had “accidentally” posted on my own feed, visible to mutual contacts only.

The narrative flipped instantly.

[So you played stupid games and won stupid prizes. Who are you blaming?]

[Seriously laughing. Valentine’s Day marriage with a ‘girl best friend’ and now this?]

[Six months should be plenty of time for your two to really ‘bond.’]

[Chloe did great. That kind of trash deserved exactly this.]

Mason tried to explain himself online, posting a vague, carefully worded statement.

[Some policies come unexpectedly, but I believe that people who truly love each other can withstand any

test.]

The comments underneath were nothing but question marks and disbelief.

[Are you okay?]

[Do you hear yourself right now?]

Harper went completely silent. She even deleted the post she’d used to show off before.

Meanwhile, my life moved forward, quietly and steadily.

After leaving that so-called home, I rented a small apartment near my office. One bedroom, one living room, south-facing, with a tiny balcony. It wasn’t big, but every inch of it belonged to me.

That weekend, I met Emily Brooks for afternoon tea.

“You’re really just letting him off like that?” Emily asked, stirring her coffee, her brow furrowed.

“What else was I supposed to do?” I took a small bite of my macaron. “Cry, scream, threaten to die? That’s

not my style.”

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“But Chloe, five years. You were together for five years. And he just…”

“That’s exactly why it needed to end with dignity,” I interrupted gently, smiling. “Losing your composure over

someone who doesn’t love you isn’t worth it.”

Emily studied me for a long moment, then suddenly reached across the table and squeezed my hand.

“You’ve changed.”

“Have I?”

“You’re cooler now,” she said with a grin. “I like this version of you.”

I squeezed her hand back, warmth spreading through my chest.

Just then, my phone rang. An unfamiliar number.

I hesitated, then answered. “Hello?”

“Chloe, it’s me.” Mason’s voice came through the line, rough and hoarse. “Can we talk?”

Emily mouthed, Who is it? I silently formed an “M” with my lips. She immediately rolled her eyes.

“I don’t think there’s anything left to talk about,” I said calmly.

“Just ten minutes,” he pressed. “I’ll be at the café downstairs from your office. I’ll wait until five.”

He hung up before I could respond. I glanced at the time. Four twenty.

“Are you going?” Emily asked.

I was quiet for a few seconds, then shook my head. “No.”

“Really?”

“Really.” I picked up my bag. “Come on. Go with me to buy some plants. My balcony’s still empty.”

We actually went to the flower market.

I chose a gardenia, the same variety as the one I used to have. But this one belonged to me alone.

At five ten, Mason texted. [I waited at the café for an hour.]

I didn’t reply.

At five thirty, another message came through. [Chloe, is this really how it ends between us?]

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Still no reply.

At six, his call came in again. I muted my phone and slipped it into my bag.

Emily looked at me and suddenly said, “Chloe, you know what? The way you are right now is incredibly

attractive.”

I smiled. “Come on. Dinner’s on me. Let’s celebrate my rebirth.”