we met in a restaurant. friends of a friend. four girls, four boys, all different parts of the world. we stayed till they closed, moved from bar to bar, paying for shots, singing, dancing wherever it was possible. he took care of me: kept the conversation, protected me from boys, walked me to the car. and kissed a good bye.
first date goes well, second does too.
then i find out he is getting married.
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