I had pretty much given up on dating apps. Whoever thought that it was easier with women looking for women was very wrong. I saw a lot of beautiful women, and swiped right a lot—but I was not connecting with Ms. Right.
When I saw Zara, I thought I was going to lose my mind. She was so pretty, and it felt like I had hit the jackpot because she had liked one of my obscure pictures and made a comment that was pretty witty.
She also had no issue with messaging me after we matched, unlike a lot of other people who liked you and then ghosted.
We set up a date right away, and of course, I saw my ex, Zadie, looked gorgeous as ever, sitting alone at the bar. Why had I been surprised? It was the bar that we met at just blocks from my apartment. But Zadie had always been a workaholic, and I was pretty sure that she was going to be at the office that night.
Or at least that was the story that I told myself to justify why I was at our bar of all places on the first date I had had since we broke up.
“Bianca?” I saw Zara smile, and walk over to me. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
I hated myself for not being able to focus on her at all. How could I with Zadie there and even worse, I probably picked a girl with a name that started with a Z because it reminded me of Zadie.
“Bianca?”
This time my name was a question with concern in her voice, I looked at Zara and she looked at the frown on my lips.
“That is my ex over there by the bar, I’m sorry. I’ve been looking at her and I am not ready to be out with anyone. I’m so sorry.”
“It is okay,” Zara said, looking a little relieved. “I just broke up with someone too as I told you and I am not ready either. But you...
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