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The man is like a lighthouse calling to everyone with ovaries in the state of Maine.
“Just remember, Penelope, no two loves are the same.”
Some people are lucky enough to have one person to love for their entire life. One person they grow with, change with, and experience every big moment with. One person who knows them better than they know themselves. Despite my best efforts, that is not how my story is written. My story gave me two. Two great men who changed me to my bones. Without one, there could never have been the other.
