“Why don’t you think Alex is right for me?” Sasha throws up her hands and chops them in the air. “Because. Javi’s. Right. There.” Oh God. Javi. I’ve kept my feelings about his role in all of this in a locked box. Every time I consider unlocking it, I get overwhelmed. But Sasha’s observation is spot-on. I cover my mouth and let out a muffled sob. “He’s been here the whole time.” My girls are staring at me, nodding vigorously. “We’ve been circling each other for years,” I say, “but I finally resigned myself to the fact that he would never choose me, that he’d always erect roadblocks in our
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