Anytime I saw the characters in movies staring at each other for too long, I always felt the need to hit a hammer against their heads, which would probably make them understand that staring at each other for a long time was crazy and not so romantic. Not for once would I have thought I would be staring at a man for more than thirty seconds.

I crossed my fingers, trying as much as possible to ignore the heaviness and hard thumps in my heart. I just needed this dream to end. But, that didn't seem to be working. This was reality. Ryan had just said he liked me?

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