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The next day I asked Isabelle to come over to my house.

She said yes, and I was more than glad that she did.

I started to believe that she was finally trusting me. And I knew it might sound silly but I really like her.

Even if I barely knew her, I feel like she might be the one.

I know people say all these things happen, that you end up heart broken in the end. But I honestly don't want to listen, I think this could actually work out.

Isabelle sent me a text,

Where do you even live?

I texted back and said,

Dean St.

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