conversation at work. {him}

As I stride past the room, our eyes meet, as if she had been expecting me all along. It takes me a moment to realise it really is her, but it is Wednesday after all, and she is always here on Wednesdays. I retrace my steps and make my way to the door. She looksContinue reading “conversation at work. {him}”

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