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| ᴀɴᴄʜᴏʀ - ɴᴏᴠᴏ ᴀᴍᴏr | ( I know I used this in my other book but it's like...my favourite)
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He stood outside the white building, looking up at the bright letters on the front of the building. He was standing far away from the entrance, hidden in a corner as he watched on, mind racing on what to do.

His mind couldn't conclude what to do.

Does he go in? despite the fact he swore to himself that he would never step back in that god awful room again, that it was no help to him what so ever?

He could just turn away, right now. Forget about it. But the words he spoke to George were ringing in his head. He said he would be here. And he always was a man of his word, and so he took a deep breath and walked out of shadows, keeping his head down as he walked in the entrance of the building, making his way to the room he was sure he left behind forever last Friday.

His eyes scanned the room as he walked in, an overwhelming sense of jejá vu hitting him as he stood there, head full of uncertainty. His eyes darted to the chairs, sat still in the exact same place as last time, so similar it looks like they hadn't moved. Maybe they hadn't. He frowned as he took in all the people here, the small red head was busy walking around, fixing chairs and smiling at the people already sitting in them. But no George.

He glanced back at the door behind him, he could still leave, no one has noticed him come in, although he doubted they would even care. Why would they? He was just another freak.

"Reece! I'm so glad to see you here, I though you weren't keen on coming back?" He rolled his eyes and cursed silently to himself, watching Jackie practically came skipping over to him, a bright warm smile on her face as she gathered paper in her arms, shuffling and creasing as she ran over.

"Uh, yeah no well I- I'm not entirely sure, yet. I might just go." He slowly shifted backwards, watching as the women frowned, reaching a hand out quickly to stop him.

"No no wait, you are here for a reason Reece, maybe it's your mind subconsciously feeling you this will be a good thing?" He stares on in uncertainty, eyebrows raised slightly as she huffed, crossing her arms lightly.

"Ok, well how about we make a deal?" She smiled, brain no doubt turning inside for a way to keep him here like a stupid prisoner, well at least that's what Reece could see, and he was usually pretty good at reading people.

"Oh?" His eyebrow shot up, an amused smirk on his face as her smiled widened.

"You stay for, 2 or 3 more sessions, and then, if you really despise it, you can never come back. It's a pretty fair deal I think" her eyes looked up at him warmly, streaks of hair falling around her face, which spotted a couple of forehead wrinkles as she smiled. She wasn't particularly old, but she definitely wasn't young, experienced eyes met him, full of wisdom. Whether it was the useful kind, that he didn't know.

He pondered for a moment, thinking as she waited patiently. He was never one to back out of a deal, and it did seem pretty reasonable. He was here, despite telling himself he wouldn't be, maybe that was a sign.

"Fine. I'll take you up on that" she beamed up at him, eyes lit up as she clapped her hands, reaching one out

"Deal?" He stared at it for a second, a tight lipped smile reaching his lips

"Deal" he shook her hand firmly, met with gently hands that were significantly smaller than his before she retracted them back, shifting the pile of paper in her arms as she did.

"Great, you should go find a seat now, we're almost ready to start. And Reece, don't be afraid." He raised his eyebrows yet again, curiosity spiking him. She thought he was afraid? What on earth could be scary enough in this room to give him such feelings. He almost laughed as his jaw clenched sightly.

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