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Sarah’s POV.The day started like any other—mundane emails, phone calls, and a cup of lukewarm coffee that had gone cold while I was distracted by my spiraling thoughts. The office was unusually quiet, except for the distant clacking of keyboards from my employees, which only made me more restless.I grabbed my phone, scrolling through the endless stream of messages. One, in particular, caught my eye—a message from Wesley. He had been acting strange lately. Too friendly. Too apologetic. His last few gifts had crossed the line from thoughtful to downright uncomfortable. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something wasn’t right.But today, I needed a favor, and Wesley was the closest person who could help.With a sigh, I dialed his number.“Hey, Wesley. I need to ask you something about the project. Can we meet tomorrow?” I said, trying to keep the conversation as professional as possible.“Of course, Sarah,” he replied, his voice a little too smooth, too eager. “Anything for you.”
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Sarah’s POVSometimes life throws curveballs at you when you're least expecting it. Like today, for instance. I had just gotten into my car to head over to Richard’s place for “the talk”—you know, the kind where you lay all your cards on the table, brace for the awkwardness, and hope to come out without a bruised ego. But of course, my car wouldn’t start.I tried turning the key again. Nothing. Just a pathetic click.“Really? You’re going to do this to me now?” I muttered, slapping the steering wheel. It wasn’t like I was already nervous about seeing Richard again or anything.After about ten more tries—and a quick but useless prayer to the car gods—I gave up and grabbed my phone. I wasn’t about to walk over there like a stray puppy. So I did what any grown woman would do.“Hey, Zoe?” I called my assistant. “I’m gonna need a ride. My car just decided to betray me.”There was a pause on the other end before Zoe’s voice crackled through, clearly trying not to laugh. “Oh no, not again.
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Richard’s POVThe moment Sarah walked through my door, I knew it was the right decision to ask her for a “do-over” date. Seeing her again had stirred something up in me—something I’d tried hard to push down, to bury beneath work and excuses. But now, she was here, and for some reason, the idea of going on a real date seemed right.“So, a do-over date?” Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow as she leaned against the doorframe. Her expression was skeptical, but her lips were tugging at the corners, ready to smile.“Yeah,” I said, trying not to sound as nervous as I felt. “You know, a fresh start. Nothing serious, no talk about… the past, just us. For once.”She tilted her head, studying me, then sighed and shrugged. “Alright, fine. Where are we going?”I hadn’t actually planned this part, so I scrambled for something. “Uh… I thought we’d start with a little walk. Tourist spots, maybe?”She laughed, and I felt a bit foolish but grinned anyway. “A walk?” she teased, crossing her arms. “That’
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Sarah’s POVThe air between us still felt charged as Richard and I said goodnight that evening. I had pecked him on the cheeks. Thinking about it made my cheeks turn red, It was as if we were high school crushes. But the next day, I knew I had to keep things light—too much, too soon would be overwhelming. So, I texted Zoe and a couple of other friends about a game night. As soon as the idea popped into my head, it felt perfect. I could already imagine Richard’s reaction.The late afternoon rolled around, and I set out snacks and grabbed a stack of board games and cards, feeling a strange excitement to see how he’d handle the night. When he knocked on the door, I opened it to find him standing there, looking a little out of his element.“Game night?” he asked, glancing inside with a slightly raised eyebrow.“Game night!” I replied, waving him in.“Wait… what kind of games?”“Not the Monopoly type, if that’s what you’re worried about,” I teased, closing the door behind him. “More lik
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Richard’s POVDriving home after game night, I couldn’t get the image of Sarah laughing out of my mind. It had been a long time since I’d seen her like that—her guard down, her smile easy, eyes bright with genuine joy. I caught myself smiling, too, the kind that didn’t feel forced, or worse, plastered on to meet someone’s expectations.I pulled into my driveway, turned off the car, and just sat there in the dark for a while, my thoughts drifting back to the night. Sarah had invited me into a part of her life I’d hardly ever seen, and I realized it had been her friends—her laughter—that had helped pull down the invisible walls between us, even if just for a few hours. How had I missed this side of her before?Walking inside, I left the lights off and dropped onto the couch, the silence of the house settling around me. I closed my eyes, replaying the way Sarah had thrown herself into that charades game without a second thought, belting out that song off-key, shaking her head like s
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Sarah’s POVAfter the fair, things between Richard and me felt… different. We were still trying to figure out whatever this was, but I wasn’t carrying that old weight anymore. It was like, for the first time, I was actually seeing the side of him I’d always hoped to see. There was no tension, no carefulness, just us being us. And it felt good.A few days later, he showed up at my door with a grin, holding up a small flier for a cooking class.“Cooking class?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Since when do you cook?”He shrugged, feigning casualness, though I could tell he was nervous. “I figured, if I’m going to make it up to you, I should at least learn to make something better than instant ramen.”I couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, Chef Richard. Let’s see what you’ve got.”The cooking class was in this cozy, little kitchen downtown, where a cheerful instructor greeted us with aprons and a kitchen full of ingredients. The place smelled amazing—garlic, herbs, and fresh bread. I looke
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Richard’s pov.After the karaoke night, something in me had changed. I hadn’t expected to feel this way again, but here we were, picking up where we’d left off all those years ago. Only this time, there were no expectations, no pressure. Just… us.The next weekend, I decided to take her hiking. It felt like a good idea. We needed some fresh air, something different from our usual city dates. I figured it’d be nice, simple, maybe a little adventure to keep things interesting. Plus, I’d read somewhere that outdoor activities are supposed to bring people closer together. Not that I was researching anything… okay, maybe I was. Just a little…well…a bit too much.I met Sarah in front of her place, and she came out dressed for the trail, wearing a smile that made my heart do an odd little flip.“So,” she said, grinning as she threw a small backpack over her shoulder. “You sure you know where we’re going?”I chuckled, shrugging. “Absolutely not. But that’s the fun part.”She laughed, shaki
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Sarah's POVThe air outside had turned crisp and white. By the time we reached Richard’s place, the snow was falling in soft, heavy flakes. I loved that about the snow—the way it made the world feel like it was holding its breath, giving you a moment to pause, to savor.Richard unlocked the door, and we stepped inside, brushing snow from our coats. His place felt different tonight—warm, inviting, with the glow of a low light casting soft shadows. I felt myself relaxing as I looked around, taking in the little touches he’d added since I’d last seen it. There were throw blankets on the couch, a few more framed photos on the shelves. It felt… homey, almost as if he’d made it ready for someone.“You want tea or something warmer?” he asked, shrugging off his coat and giving me a half-smile.“Tea sounds perfect,” I said, letting my own coat fall onto the back of the couch as I wandered around, looking at the new photos he’d added. There were pictures of him and his friends, one with his
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