Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Two You know the mantra, Give Peace a Chance? Well my mantra had become Give Gage a Chance. Aunt Rose was right about one thing—I needed to move on, to live my life now. And Gage was by all rights a catch and a half. He’d always been really sweet to me, even when I was acting a little crazy. So I chanted my mantra in my head every time my mind wandered to Eric, every time I conjured up images of Eric and Lacey blissfully planning their wedding together. What’s Eric doing right this second? Give Gage a Chance. Where will they go on their honeymoon? Give Gage a Chance. Does he ever think about me? For crap’s sakes, Ava, Give Gage a Friggin’ Chance. I’d lost Eric for good and I needed to move on. Gage came over that night wearing a white button-up shirt tucked into sleek gra
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