The next morning, Sarah awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside her window. She felt a sense of dread wash over her as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had betrayed her best friend, and she had no idea what the consequences would be.
She got out of bed and slowly made her way to the kitchen, where she found her mother already up and making breakfast. Sarah's mother looked up and smiled when she saw her daughter.
"Good morning, Sarah," she said. "I'm glad to see you're up. I was just about to make breakfast. Would you like some?"
Sarah nodded and sat down at the table. She was still trying to process what had happened the night before. She had no idea how her friend would react when she found out what Sarah had done.
Her mother placed a plate of eggs and toast in front of her and Sarah began to eat. As she ate, she heard the sound of a car pulling up outside. She looked out the window and saw her friend's car parked in the driveway.
Sarah's heart began to race as she watched her friend get out of the car and walk up to the house. She had no idea what was going to happen next.
Her friend knocked on the door and Sarah's mother opened it. Sarah watched as her friend stepped inside and the two of them began to talk. Sarah couldn't hear what they were saying, but she could tell from the look on her friend's face that she was angry.
After a few minutes, her friend left and Sarah's mother came back into the kitchen. She looked at Sarah and said, "Your friend just told me what happened last night. I'm so sorry, Sarah. I know this must be hard for you."
Sarah nodded, tears streaming down her face. She had expected her friend to be angry, but she had not expected her to forgive her so easily.
Sarah's mother hugged her and said, "It's okay, Sarah. You made a mistake, but you can learn from it. Just remember that betrayal always has a price, and it's up to you to decide if it's worth paying."
Sarah nodded and wiped away her tears. She knew that her friend had forgiven her, but she also knew that she would never forget what she had done. From now on, she would always be aware of the price of betrayal.