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All My Fault

Author: Ali Parker
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Jesse

I thought bitterly back over my plans for the evening as the oven timer started going off in the kitchen. I had planned to have Audrey come over for a nice dinner, then we would talk and cuddle on the couch. Maybe watch a movie. Have sex and hold one another for the whole night. She had agreed to finally stay over again. It felt like a huge step for us.

Then, I’d realized that there was no more holding back my feelings from her. I had to tell her that I loved her.

I didn’t know what I had expected from that conversation. I guess the truth was, I had thought she would tell me that she loved me too. Then, I would sweep her off her feet and carry her upstairs, kissing her, ready to show her just how much I really loved her. Instead, I had screwed up everything.

Well, not really. She was the one to stop me before I had a chance to tell her that I loved her. I was kind of glad for that now, with everything else. Because clearly, she didn’t feel the same way.

She hadn’t even had the d
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