He wouldn’t leave me alone. Always asking me out, following me around, calling me “just to talk”. I had a hard time saying no. He was just too sweet. Somewhere down the road, I started liking him. Eventually, I was making the random calls. He became my best friend. Then one night, I kissed him and he put his arms around me. I felt safe. I never wanted him to let go. I realized I loved him back.
Postscript: That was almost six years ago. We’ve been married now for three years and have an 18 month old son.
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