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With quick feet, Ben blazed to the rear of the shop as he pondered Kandice’s words; I love you. Once upon a time, she possibly could have been his girl, although she didn’t show it. Why, he may never know. Thinking back, she was the only person he’d cared about being a newbie in Camden. As his mind burned with the memory of the first day they met, a surge of happiness soared through him while he tidied the shop. She was so beautiful that day, and still was, whether she loved him or not, he now didn’t feel the same way. Confusion mounted as he racked his brain to recall an inkling of affection on her part, which was none. She never accepted any of his date proposals and to his recollection, he’d asked her over a dozen times. Pushing the mop to and ‘fro on the tiled floors, anger overcam
