My Husband Fell For My 20-Year-Old Self
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Summary
On my thirty-fifth birthday, a girl crashed into my living room. She rocked bright pink hair and heavy smoky eyeliner.
It was me at twenty. Bold, arrogant, and radiating a wild energy that absolutely refused to be tamed.
My heart skipped a beat. Terrified she would scare my supposedly straight-laced husband, I immediately ordered this rebellious kid to get the hell out.
But his eyes were completely glued to her. Like a man possessed, he became instantly infatuated with my younger self right then and there.
