Just Say Yes
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MatureOngoing1h 5m
Last published Sat, Aug 27, 2016
I glanced into the mirror and gave a quick assessment of myself before I turned to walk down the corridor leading to his office. My palm moved firmly down the buttons of the black blazer I wore, and for a brief moment I felt a wave of confidence wash over me like a warm summer rain.
This was it. My only chance. Before my knuckles reached the surface of the door, it opened as if it sensed my presence. Then, my eyes found him. His back to me as always. Without turning he said, "You are right on time, Miss Stone."
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