His Ordinary Girl Found Everything

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haps, how much I needed a radical change. I knew Jesse. His profile' s directness wasn't for show. He was a Marine. Discipline and a clear mission were his way of life. He'

d a few minutes

?" Jesse' s message read. "

ack, my fingers su

you were still with Brenton."

s feeling strangely weightless now that th

eplied. "But about your offer.

me. I just want stability, respect, and a family. Someone who values me for who I am. You see

scheduled for discharge. I have a house, paid off, in Massachusetts. It' s not a Boston high-rise, but it' s ours. No mortgage. I have savings, and I'll get a he

gant wealth. His house, a fully paid-for asset, spoke of responsibility. He wasn't rich, bu

ding through me. The contrast to Brenton' s wor

n exactly two weeks. We can go to the city

confirmed. "I'll be ou

It was Brenton. He'd tagged Kenley Downs in a photo. They were at the charity gala he couldn' t miss. Kenley, draped in a des

out thinking, I tapped the heart i

y, Carley? You' re liking my posts? You're being so petty. It's o

ed the hushed conversations, the way he' d subtly compare us. "Kenley handles these things so gracefully," he' d say, or "Kenley' s family has such interesting connections." Those comparisons had stu

was the o

our galas – none of it has anything to do with me anymore." Then, with a decisive swipe, I blocked hi