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Hey Taylor,

Can you come into my office within the next half an hour? I have something I want to talk to you about.

Best, Emma

Sent from my iPhone

Taylor squinted at the e-mail that had just popped up on her screen. She felt anxiety rising in her chest. What could Emma possibly want to talk to her about so urgently? Just the day before they had talked about her project. Emma had suggested Taylor introduce more popular cases before she should research the historical cases that actually had her interest, but other than that she had been supportive.

She looked around the office. Except for Abigail there was only one other person there, a guy who wrote articles for the sports section of the website. Abigail was focused on her work as always, and Taylor knew that the coffee they had gotten earlier and that was still sitting on the red-heads desk had gone cold and forgotten about. She still didn't know what project her new friend was working on, and at this point she was too afraid to ask.

She suppressed a long sigh so as not to disturb the others. She had no idea how to respond to the e-mail. Her eyes scanned the word document she had been writing on. Research for her next video, on the case of Jack the Ripper.

Taylor nervously tapped her fingers on her desk. Should she just go to Emma's office without replying first? Or pretend she had been too busy to read the e-mail?

She was supposed to start filming her first video after lunch today. They had prepared her film set all day the day before. It was simple, but Taylor loved it. A desk in front of a bookshelf, and on it her files, a lamp, and a small globe that she had brought from her childhood room.

She saved the document and got up. It was of no use. If Emma was going to cancel her project last minute or postpone the filming, she would have to deal with it. She found herself in front of Emma's door not even a minute later.

Emma greeted her cheerfully and invited her to sit down on the comfy sofas in the corner of the room.

"Do you want a glass of water?"

"Yes, please."

What's coming? Taylor thought and gulped. She looked around the small office, she had never seen the room from this side. A huge poster of the Grand Canyon was hanging on one of the walls, and Taylor noticed framed family pictures on the editor's desk.

Emma put two glasses of water on the couch table, then looked Taylor up and down. She grinned. Taylor thought she was going to lose it if the other woman didn't start to speak within the next 0.5 seconds.

"I have big news for you, Taylor."

"I'm ... my project isn't cancelled?"

Emma laughed at the disbelief in Taylor's voice. "No, Taylor. You're starting filming today, remember? I'm sorry if my e-mail made you anxious. I had quite a hectic morning. But it's all good news, I promise."

Taylor grabbed the edge of the sofa. "Can you please just tell me what it is? I'm dying right now."

"I will tell you in a minute." Taylor suspected that Emma was enjoying this situation far too much to spill the beans yet.

Taylor took a sip of water and waited for the editor to continue.

"You've been getting lots of positive feedback on the videos you've been featured in, Taylor. I don't know if you read the comments sections on your videos-"

"Oh God, no" Taylor interrupted her. She blushed.

Emma chuckled. "Well, you should. Our viewers seem to love you. They think you're cute, and smart and funny. And I agree with them. So does Selena. She said she enjoyed working with both you and Abigail."