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I sat at the reserved dining with Marcus waiting for my so-called blind date, all the while praying fervently in my heart that it isn’t one of my exes.

Not to exaggerate, I’m sure I’ve dated half of the men in London. I didn’t want to think about how Marcus would react if it was one of my exes. And to be honest, I was always the one who left, the one who broke their hearts