"Please, give me a chance; I'm a really nice guy." I looked at him like he was crazy. Wasn’t he the one who just arrogantly made a pass at me? And now he’s a nice guy? I laughed to myself. "I'm married." I told him as coldly as I possibly could. "You're widowed." Okay, so now he is a stalker. My heart stopped, dead, as I tried to fight the tears that were coming against my will. "You don't know that!" I yelled tearfully getting up. Everyone in the coffee shop turned and stared. "Sorry" I said blushing and sat back down. "Yes, I do. This town isn't very secretive and I asked around about you. You're widowed with a son, you're depressed and have been on the antisocial side since your husband's death. Your friends are worried about you and want you to find happiness. I would like to try and make you happy if you're interested." I just glared at him. I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. The man was seriously messed up. I took a deep breath before I replied. "To be honest, David, I'
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