There was something in the air that night.
There has to have been.
Because I met her.
I met her that night.
So there has to have been something in the air.
Otherwise, she would have never fallen for someone like me.
She wouldn’t have fallen for a man like me if there wasn’t something in the air.
I’m glad she did.
Don’t get me wrong.
But I’m still not sure what happened that night that made me win her over.
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Categories: flash fiction