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Her face dropped as soon as she entered the office. She had seen him around a couple times before but she had blocked him out; suppressed all the memories and the feelings they triggered deeply within her. And yet, there he was; his broad shoulders slumped on the chair in front of her. He looked up and his dark chocolate eyes widened as they met her gaze. He smiled weakly.

At this point, her heart was palpitating out of her chest and her throat was closing in on her. She swallowed and tried to regain her composure as her stomach did a thousand flips.

            Dr. Reese smiled professionally, “Audrey, I’m glad you could make it. Please, have a seat.”

            Audrey tentatively sat down, not daring to look in his direction, though she could feel his stare piercing through her.

            Still smiling, their professor continued, “This is Gregory, he’s in my evening class.”

            ''We’ve met before. ''Audrey almost choked out.

            “I called you both down here because you are the best writers at my disposal. I’m supposed to send in an exemplary example of my students’ work and I believe that, between your brilliant minds, you could create something beautiful. How do you feel about this?”

            Audrey relaxed a little and contemplated this idea. She was seldom ever satisfied with anything she submitted to Dr. Reese. Though she was indeed gifted, she felt she lacked the passion to deliver the meaning she wished to convey. She eyed Gregory, who appeared to be just as nervous as she was. Perhaps this was just the inspiration she needed to finally come to her own as a writer.

<span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:200%;font-family:"FootlightMTLight",serif;mso-bidi-font-family: Latha">            “I’m down if he’s down…” she replied lukewarmly.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:200%;font-family:"FootlightMTLight",serif;mso-bidi-font-family: Latha">            Dr. Reese anxiously glanced at Gregory. He looked down and licked his lips. “…I guess.” He croaked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:200%;font-family:"FootlightMTLight",serif;mso-bidi-font-family: Latha">            “Great! Meet up with me in a week so we can discuss your progress!” Dr. Reese said cheerfully.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"><span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:200%;font-family:"FootlightMTLight",serif;mso-bidi-font-family: Latha">Showing Greg her writing meant exposing a part of her she had never shown him before, which was hard to imagine given their history.