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Despite not being able to tell him I was 30 minutes late, he was still there when I got to dinner that evening.
He was constantly apologising for having to take calls, or for failing to show up with no good explanation.
Although I logically understood the absurdity of the situation, in the midst of my excitement, it didn’t matter to me.
I, too, slipped into outfits for the purpose of having my picture taken, googled my name to see if the images had been published online and proudly announced that I was walking into insert ___ (prestigious show name here).
I looked at him in amazement and laughed in disbelief.
I’d known him for a decade and we’d been together for several months in a serious relationship — I had fallen in love with him.