“I don’t know if our parents were meant to meet, but I can’t shake the feeling that even if they hadn’t, we would’ve somehow found each other.” Will’s body shifts to face mine. His eyes roam all over me, filled with a glint that means so much. “You want to know why it didn’t work with any of these girls in college?” I swallow. Do I? Of course I do. After I nod, he brings a hand to my face and traces the shape of it with the tip of his index finger. Goosebumps form on my flesh, his touch so delicate yet so meaningful. “They weren’t you,” he declares simply, like this is a well-known fact.
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