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“I really have to go. Bye,” I said, gently shook off his fingers and turned to run out, my heart pounding as I escaped.

I shot Elaine a quick text, telling her I was heading back early.

As I sat in the car heading back, the foreign streets slipped by in reverse outside my window. I leaned into the seat, my thoughts all tangled up.

It was just one of those unguarded run–ins, like a page in a book—you just flip it and keep going.

Elaine came back that evening. After her shower, she was towel–drying her hair as she asked, “Ms. Murphy, Davis said you ran into a friend today? And he sounded pretty handsome, too?”

I felt a little startled and quickly said, “Just someone I know, we’re not really that close.”

“I get it,” Elaine laughed. “When you bump into someone familiar in a foreign country, even if you’re not close, you still want to chat a bit.”

Since she didn’t seem to be suspicious, I lowered my eyes to the book in my hands. But while I’d been able to read earlier, now I just couldn’t focus at all.

Back to the daily grind of classes. Elaine and I ended up in totally different courses–she was all about finance, while I was thrown into hotel management.

Our classrooms were in separate buildings, so I was stuck going to class by myself every day.

I couldn’t get used to the food here at all, and you could literally see I’d gotten skinnier.

Plenty of big shots from home were here for classes too, so I got to rub shoulders with some of them.

on me. After class, he’d always come over and strike up a conversation–sure, it was all about school or work, but the look in his eyes said he was

was packing up my books, ready to head

me all the way to the school gate,

a big grin, Frank asked, “How about dinner

smile. “Thanks, but I’ve

on his hips, but he came right out and said, “Ms. Murphy, I really like you. Would you

and have a kid. I’m not looking for anything casual,” I replied, keeping my

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up at that. “You’re divorced too? Hey, same here–I’ve been divorced for over two years. My daughter lives with

head. “No, she’s with my

getting way too close. “Victoria, we’ve been in class together for a few days now. We’ve talked about school and work, so we

knitted in frustration. ‘Why is it so hard to get a cab today?‘

If you agree to be with me, I’ll sign one over to

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I was turning him down because I thought he wasn’t well–off enough, so he started showing off his bank

if you’re worried my ex–wife might stir up drama, don’t be. She lives in Southlake with our kid, and we hardly ever meet–maybe once

couldn’t stand his shamelessness anymore, so I just cut him off. “Sorry, Mr. Wallace, I’m really

right?” Frank’s eyes lit up. “We could mess

he was some kind of creep. Seriously, how

was and just shrugged. “Come on, everyone’s doing this these days. Don’t tell me you’re not up for

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