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How could the girl of my dreams be this sad from a prick like Eric?
“You’re gorgeous. I think, possibly, when I said what I did this morning in front of Callum, you thought that I didn’t think you were the most beautiful thing on this green earth. You are, by the way. Like, perfection. Stunning. Like, if I didn’t have to worry about my grandma or football or Dean, I’d be doing whatever I could to score a date with you. You’re a goddess, Lorelei, and it bothered me all damn day to know you probably thought the opposite.”
Why did the world’s prettiest, made-for-me woman have to meet me right now? Two
years from now? I could do this. But now… it was impossible.