The short haired brunette was my best friend. We had known each other for about 7 years and as much as we tended to quarrel like teenagers, we were inseparable. We both had been through so many hard times but we managed to get through it by supporting each other. Some people called us a married couple or jokingly told us to get married already because we were so close. But that would be weird, right? No, we were more like sisters. I think. Or maybe.. Not really.

A Khan short story

*Warning: Some angst