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His dark hair is perfectly styled and his face clean-shaven. He’s wearing a gray suit, so I guess he came straight from the office. “I need to talk to you, but I don’t know where you live now and you weren’t returning my calls.” I cross my arms. “So you thought you’d show up at the place where I work out of the blue?” “Don’t be like that. I know I messed up.” He steps forward. “But I want you back, Allie.” I gape at him. “Seriously?” “Amy and I didn’t work out, and I realized you’re the one I love anyway. I should have asked you to marry me after all. We were perfect together.” “No, we seemed perfect together, but we really weren’t. Then you went and started banging someone else behind my back.” He presses his lips together tightly and starts again. “That was a mistake. I realize I’l
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