Now, sitting here next to him again, I’m filled with that same teenage angst. I’m just shy of thirty-years-old! How about taking a mature approach to all of this?! What would The Hopeful Romantic tell me to do? Probably to wake up and see Owen for who he really is. He’s not hiding it from me. He’s Three-Date Owen. He’s the guy who left without a word. He’s moody and brooding and hardly ever talks. And not at all what I’m looking for in a relationship. So, why can’t I stop looking for the rest of the story where he’s concerned? The silence isn’t as exciting as it was when we were kids. Now,
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