It Was Love by V Theia

Falling in love with your best friend is so cliché and old as time.
I’m just a southern girl in New York.
I never imagined I’d meet my soulmate.
And not a big deal like Noah Fierro. He’s the classic type A personality with a side order of brusqueness. Far too handsome and a magnetism I was swept up in.
And … we’re both into guys.
Curve ball, right? Tell me about it. I was crushed.
But he’s my person. My bestie.
And I need to ditch my enormous crush for good.
What if a friendship is so consuming it supersedes conventionality?
We have love. But will my heart be broken?
I’m Sena Black and is he … Straight-for-me?