“Hi. Do we know each other?” — I read on the screen. I cheekily liked his photo on social media and left a comment. He responded in kind, and two days later he messaged me himself. “No,” — I type. — “But I’ll definitely remember you. You’re the only one I know who puts periods in messages.” In reply, the “boss” emoji comes flying back, and I bite my lip until it hurts — because I’ve been waiting for this message far too much.
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Once, I lost my head over a guy after our very first meeting. Everything was intoxicating — both the feelings and his kisses. But none of it compares to what I felt later, when we turned into enemies.