Our breakup wasn’t all that dramatic (no Jerry Springer-worthy backstabbing here), but it certainly doesn’t reflect who we were as a couple. Our summer, on the other hand—that was us at our finest. Plenty of romance, a healthy dose of disagreement, and a ton of laughter. Ingrid Bergman and Humphrey Bogart will always have Paris; Alex and I will always have that summer in Bethlehem.
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