My Graceful Best Friend
Language: en
My best friend was a bohemian soul, a girl who claimed to breathe only for freedom. After getting pregnant by a billionaire CEO, she insisted on running away to hide the baby. I urged her to stay. Her tone was ice-cold. "I refuse to be a man's plaything. Give me liberty, or give me death." But she had no idea how brutal life was for a single mother. She didn't know that in the real world, ruthless billionaires don't drop to their knees to grovel for a runaway lover. In our last life, I couldn't bear to see her suffer. I talked until my throat bled, convincing her to stay. The CEO didn't…