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He smiled, like he somehow knew exactly what I was thinking. “This is where we met.” He had told me the story when we had dinner the other night. I looked back out the window. This was the place that changed the course of my life? I unbuckled my seatbelt as James climbed out of the car. All I felt when I looked at this storefront was slightly sick. How many times had I sat in there while Austin flirted with other girls right in front of me? James opened my door and put his hand out for me. Could James really have erased all that pain? Could he have made this one of my favorite places? Could he have made me feel like I was worthy of more than being second? There was one way to find out. I let him take my hand and help me out of the car. Another first. No one had ever opened a car door f
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