One of my favorite songs growing up was Jessie's Girl by Rick Springfield. Ironically enough, I never realized I'd be living out those lyrics in my own life when I fell for my best friend's girl-and then my best friend, John Schmitt, died.

Add on the fact that she was pregnant with his child and that I'd been harboring feelings for Evelyn months before all of this happened, and well, now?Now the lyrics to that song don't sound so bad anymore. The worst part is, I'm the one to blame for his death which made facing her an even harder pill to swallow, so what did I do? Pretend like she didn't exist anymore, even though it was virtually impossible because she was everywhere in our small town of Newberry Springs.

Flashforward six months and suddenly Evelyn finds herself in a legal battle she never saw coming, and I can't just stand by any longer and pretend like my heart isn't in shambles. So I suggest the unthinkable.

I offer to marry her, help her prove that she's a fit mother and her daughter is being raised well despite John not being in the picture. But Evelyn doesn't know that being near her gets my blood pumping, even more so after avoiding her for months.

She doesn't understand that doing this favor for her is a way for me to gain retribution for John's death and take a chance to find out if she can reciprocate my feelings. And she doesn't get that by being there for her and loving her and her daughter that I'm doing everything that my best friend couldn't.

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