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Ethan

I got to the coffee shop far earlier than was necessary—close to an hour before Vanessa and I had decided to meet—and proceeded to sulk in the corner like a loser, downing coffee.

I’d long since stopped smelling the fresh-baked goods layered behind the glass counter, and I was far too nervous
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