Better Off Swapped

Victoria and Mona sit across from each other, nursing another round of drinks they didn’t need. Charlotte’s mood swings grind on Victoria’s nerves; Ana’s cold shoulder leaves Mona hollow. The complaints keep piling up until Mona lets slip how she always admired the way Ana read bodies, not minds. Victoria stops swirling her straw. The words settle for a beat, then both women laugh—short, surprised, greedy. It clicks without needing to be said: the best friend’s girlfriend has felt right all along.