Amelia spotted Tina's car outside the coffee shop and ran across the street without looking.
A truck honked loudly as it swerved around her. Amelia didn't care. She needed to talk to someone who knew her, someone who would listen.
Through the window, she could see Tina sitting with three other people at their usual table. The same table where they used to laugh about silly things and share secrets.
Amelia pushed open the door, breathing hard from running. "Tina!"
Every person in the coffee shop turned to stare. Someone gasped. A woman quickly pulled out her phone and started recording.
Tina's face went white. She stood up so fast her chair fell backward.
"Amy, what are you doing here?"
"I've been calling you for two days. You won't answer."
The three people at Tina's table were staring at Amelia like she was a dangerous animal. One of them whispered something that sounded like "bully."
"Amy, you can't be here," Tina said quietly. "People are watching."
