I met a girl online, and we planned to get coffee. But the night before she called and asked me to come pick her up from a party. Some drunk guys were grabbing her arm trying to get her to stay, so I pretended to be her boyfriend. We were close for a few months, then broke it off. Six years later, I was looking at old pictures of her, remembering how much fun we had together, and I realized I had loved her this whole time.

—Matthew

Postscript: To be determined.

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