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It’s just wrong. Wrong that the old he was and the young he is. I should probably find amusement in it, but there’s only consternation.

Walking into the coffee shop unexpectedly. So handsome. Walking back from the post office (to mail a package to his mother). So just so.

It’s wrong to be so intrigued, and I know it. How can I be so completely in love with the one I promised to be in love with, and yet harbor such a crush? Are there two hearts in my chest?