CHAPTER 8

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Michael I watch as Abby goes on and on about how great her and Caleb are and how much she thinks she likes him. I can't help but laugh once she starts to question whether he likes her the same or not. It's funny to see her mood change from happy to concern. "You’re thinking too much into it I think the guy likes you" "Yeah says the player" "I am no player" "Explain all the late-night booty calls you make and not to mention it's a different girl every time" "I can't help that I look this good and it's a different girl every time because they aren't the girl I've been waiting to settle down with" "Then Who is" "I don't know yet, but I feel like she's out there waiting for me" I admit to Abby, she looks taken aback at my confession for believing in true love. It's probably because

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