The Broadfoot Adjustment
Though I knew our short relationship was a blip on the radar, he was a sweet guy and I owed it to him to release him of any commitment.
"Hey, beautiful," his deep voice came through the phone. I tried to picture him - green eyes, sandy hair, chiseled jaw. Too bad he wasn't my soulmate, he was lovely to look at.
"Hey Luke, we need to talk," I blurted out. I was never good with confrontation. "There is no easy way to say this and I do care about you a lot. But I think that attempting a long distance relationship at 18 won't be a good idea and I'm afraid one of us would get hurt." Silence on the other end.
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