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I met the perfect boyfriend online. Thoughtful, handsome, and rich. I thought my luck had finally turned around, until I realized he had mistaken me for someone else. [If I could go back in time with my memories, I would add my crush's contact myself.] [Then I wouldn't have spent six months talking to another girl just because my friend mixed up the person.] So for the past six months, I had been another girl's replacement. I froze. Then I turned and walked away without hesitation. I thought that was the end of us. Until that night, Dash waited outside my office. "Stay away from that man." Then he grabbed my wrist. "And unblock my number." After finally meeting my online boyfriend in person, I stumbled across a post online. [If you could go back in time with everything you know now, what would you change?] Most of the comments were about failed marriages, dead-end jobs, or loved ones they wished they could save. Then one comment stood out. [I'd ask for her number myself.] [Then I wouldn't have spent six months texting the wrong girl because my friend mixed up the contact.] [We've already met in person now, so I guess I'll just live with it.] I left a snarky reply and was about to scroll away. Then I noticed the avatar, the handle, even the bio. They were identical to Dashiell Kincaid's. My boyfriend. The man I had just met in person for the first time. Suddenly, everything made sense. Why he had never asked to FaceTime. Why his smile had looked strained when he saw me. The love he had given me was never meant for me. It had belonged to someone else. *** I lifted my head. Across the restaurant, Dashiell sat at our table, tearing into someone over the phone. He was probably ripping into the friend who had given him the wrong number. When I walked back over, he ended the call before I could sit down and slid the menu toward me. "Back?" "I ordered a few things you like. See if you want to add anything." Dash had always been thoughtful. Even before we met,
