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I look at myself in the mirror, taking in my appearance. I am wearing the same white dress when I got soaked in rain. I am happy with how I look. I get my bag and what is needed for work today. I make my way out of the room and down the stairs. Connor is wearing his black dress pants and a white shirt tucked into his dress pants. Clara is chewing on something. "Hey, you look gorgeous" Clara says. Connor looks at me, he stops packing files into his laptop bag which is on the sofa. His eyes scan my body. "Thank you" I say. Connor smirks before he looks back at what he was doing. His smile staying in place. "Will was looking for you yesterday at Ravings, told him that you are busy with work, and that we are living by a friend" she says looking over at Connor, who is now ready to leave. H