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My week at Marta’s motel had gone by quickly. I had spent the time soul-searching, yet I still wasn’t any closer to having a decision about which Davis twin was right for me. Before leaving, I promised to call Marta soon to let her know what I decided. I didn’t mention it, but I would also want to know what she found out about Danny. I secretly hoped that this would be the right time for Marta and Danny to be together.
We gave each other a hug, and I headed home to face the music. I wouldn’t be able to avoid Seth and Sam forever, or one of them would likely give up on me, like Danny had on Marta. Or worse yet, both of them could give up. This indecisiveness wasn’t fair to any of us, so I needed to just make a decision and stick with it.
I fretted all the way home, making up my mind a
