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And Rachel had blinked a little too often at the thought of finding the love of her life. The old, perfect Rachel would probably have found it terribly romantic that only couples were frolicking on the boardwalk in the warm sunlight, that the dozens of seaweed-covered wooden pilings defied every foaming wave, just as love defied judgment and cynicism. Rachel gritted her teeth and stared at Connor’s message, which had made her heart skip three beats. She talked and cried, and when she was finally finished, she felt completely wrung out and raw inside.