"Girl, you in trouble." I heard an irritated voice on the other end of my phone.
"Hey, Becky." I sweetly answered.
"Don't give me that." She snapped. "You're engaged?"
"I tried calling you, but you were in Mexico." I told her.
"No, you idiot. Xander. You can't marry Xander."
"Becky say what again?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Sandy, don't marry Xander." Her voice quickly switched from harsh to pleading.
I sighed. "Talk to me on Skype so I can see you."
Nearly as soon as I disconnected the call, my Skype started buzzing.
"Becky..."
"Sandy, I know how this must seem to you. Xander." She sighed deeply. "Xander really is a great guy. He's sweet, charming, funny, he gets a lot of your nerd shit. Plus, yeah, he's got a killer body."
"All that is true. He makes me happy, Bek."
"He comes from money, he's supportive..."
"So tell me why you think I shouldn't marry him?"
Becky chewed on her bottom lip, looking uncomfortable. I could tell that she was still debating whether or not to admit whatever it was she was thinking.
"Becky, out with it." I snapped.
"Sammy is in love with you."
I nearly dropped my phone. I stared at the screen for several moments, not even blinking.
"Did this thing freeze? I hate Skype." Becky said, tapping on her phone screen.
"No, I'm here." I murmured.
"Sandy, I love you. That goes without saying. I-"
"It's too late." I cut her off.
Becky stopped, a frown deep across her pretty face. "I know. I know that, San."
"It's too late." I repeated, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"I know that. But Sammy...Sammy doesn't."