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“He was just looking for acceptance. A better offer came along, and he hit the ground running. I can’t allow my hopes to work up again, to tarnish my dream for a love like my grandparents’ by pathetically pining after someone who not only is too blind to recognize true affection, but who has never believed in love at all. That’s one glaring difference between Grandma’s and my quests: Grandpa’s faith in love never wavered. And I deserve more than an unsure heart.”

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The Crush

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