A Second Shot at Love — Episode 8

A black t-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders, paired with grey sweatpants. Exactly the outfit from that photo. Two girls sat beside him, trying to strike up conversation. He paid them no attention at all.

He stared down at his phone. One sleeve rolled up his forearm. on i caught sight of the tattoo on his arm it was exactly the same as the one in the photo i'd found him he lifted his head across the noisy room his gaze landed directly on me a

suddenly grabbed my arm i turned it was chase face full of shock claire wait she's your friend who weighed almost 200 pounds the whole room fell silent every head turned toward me i I pulled my arm free from Chase's grip. Childhood friend?

Our parents are friends, that's all. I didn't know you'd lost all that weight. Probably because you haven't spoken a single word year to me for an entire year.

I walked across the room toward the corner. Man in the black t-shirt watched me approach. Up close, he was even more handsome than in his photo. Can I get your account?

You really think every guy will fall for you just because you slimmed down? Save your energy. I've known Dylan for two years.

I've never seen him add any girls contact the man slowly stood up from the booth She's right. I don't add girls contact casually