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“You think we don’t get fairy-tale endings? I just think no one’s bothered to write about them, is all.”
Well, the next time a stray lesbian happens to move to Montamore and rescues me from falling into the fountain, I’ll keep that in mind.”
Who was she kidding? From the very first glimpse of Andie’s reflection in the fountain, she’d been a goner.
Who would have thought that home would turn out not to be a place, but a person. This person. Valentina.
She knew Valentina well enough now to realize that tangible proof of her intentions would be vital in convincing her to give a real relationship between them a chance. It wasn’t their original agreement, but Andie didn’t care. After their weekend in Florence, she had to try. She had to try because she was in love with Valentina, and there was no use denying it. Whatever it might take to win Valentina’s heart, she was willing to do it.
“I don’t need Cupid to tell me what I already know. If such a thing exists, then I’m sure Andie Bartlett is the love of my life. I just need to get her back here so I can tell her so.”
That stupid Cupid, she thought as she rose from the bench. He knew it all along.
