ACADIAOr rather, someone caught my attention. The person's eyes widened when they looked towards me."Acadia?" the person called."Anderson." I smiled and hugged him."Oh, my word, Anderson. How are you?"I'm fine Acadia, you look… as dashing as I can remember." "Thank you, you don't look bad yourself. What are you doing here? Last I remember you moved to Washington, D.C. with your girlfriend. By the way, how is she?" I asked. Anderson was my high school crush. His boyish grin was his highlight in high school, his blonde hair was always neatly arranged, I always liked him but he liked someone else. His girlfriend. I tried to keep in touch throughout the university but he ended up moving to another city to start a new life with his girlfriend. This made me sad, I archived his contact in order to gain closure of the situation. This had left me heartbroken for weeks but I was thankful for the opportunity to overcome my unrequited love.However, seeing him now seemed to awaken burie
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