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“You’re that Ryan?” she asked.
“And Tara’s okay with this? I don’t think…”
“But I’m trying to show her who I really am.”
Jess pulled me into the kitchen later.
“I know, Jess. But maybe I’m allowed to hope. I feel something for him.
I can’t explain it, but it’s there, you know? I just want to see where it goes. If I see any of that ugly behavior rear its head…
I’ll walk away. I promise.”
A year and a half later, he proposed.
It wasn’t flashy, just us sitting in a car in a parking lot with the rain tapping against the windshield, his fingers wrapped around mine.
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