Sandra's POV
I sat at the table in the restaurant, looking over the menu and hoping not to get stood up. I really hoped I didn’t get stood up, and prayed not to. I didn’t think I could handle that, not right now. I’d burst into tears right here in public and that would not be cool.
My boyfriend had dumped me a week ago, the dumb f**k. I’d given two years of love to that guy only to have him break up with me over text. The only good thing was that I’d had just enough time to reconnect with an old friend, Jasper. Though he was close to eight years older than me, I was mature for my eighteen years, and we had tons to talk about. About the same time my relationship had ended, his girlfriend had dumped him and this was the first time we’d seen each other face to face in years.
Hopefully.
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