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I Haven't Moved On
Beatrice
When we arrived in front of my friend's house, Andrew circled the car and opened the door for me, demonstrating his kindness once again. I couldn't stay angry with him; after all, he had taken me to the party with the best intentions.
"Thank you for everything, Andrew," I expressed gratitude, already outside the car.
He cleared his throat, indicating that he wanted to say something but was embarrassed. I waited in anticipation.
"I... um-hum!" Andrew started, trying to find the words. "You look beautiful, Beatrice."
I was surprised to realize what he wanted to say.
"Oh!" I responded, taken aback. "Thank you!"
"I wanted to tell you that
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