We don't even talk anymore. Well, we do, but it's usually about work or Derek. Nothing about us. Right now, I don't remember what I saw in him to make me want to get married. Maybe I just wanted to be settled down with a family. I was twenty-four, and he bought me flowers and gifts all the time, and I thought that he was romantic. I had no other prospects, and I overlooked my reservations.
Maybe I'm just frustrated about another seduction gone to hell.
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