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I’m not perfect, but I have a lot to offer. I’m loyal and steadfast, and I also make some kickass pancakes. If these are qualities you’re looking for, then feel free to message me.

Her words feellike a dig at me. Maybe it’s my imagination, or maybe Lola is evolving, but she’s not afraid to be herself anymore. And I’m proud of her for that. But the fact that she’s still looking for someone who isn’t me doesn’t make it any easier to swallow.

I should have been honest with her from the beginning. When she asked me to help her change, I should have told her she was crazy. I should have asked her why she wanted to be someone else when she was already the woman I loved. But I didn’t because I was still playing childish games, and now it’s too late.

Lola has written me off, and I can’t blame her. I’ve had years to make it right. I’ve had years to get over my guilt and do the thing that Ryan never could. She deserves better than both of us. She deserves better than everything she’s ever got.

I click on the message icon and type out one simple sentence, knowing a reply won’t come.

You were meant to be wild, LB.

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Lola

ThatGuy:

Knock Knock.

LolaB:

Who’s there?

ThatGuy:

The dude.

LolaB:

The dude… who?

ThatGuy:The dude who really hopes you’ll change your mind and meet him soon.

LolaB:

Soon, I promise.

ThatGuy:

Sigh. I guess since I made you wait it’s only fair you make me wait.

LolaB:

Patience is a virtue.

ThatGuy:

Indeed. One I apparently don’t possess. If only I could lure you in with some rare books. Or chocolate. Both things which I’m not opposed to doing, btw.

LolaB:

You realize how creepy it is when you say, ‘lure me in’ right?

ThatGuy:

Yeah, I kinda figured. But then again you haven’t given me the boot yet. So I thought it might be okay to be a little creeptastic.

LolaB:

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