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.......... Allira .......... My breath catches in my throat and I slowly let go of the door handle before turning around to find Mr. Gibson looking at me with eyes that look like mine. After Demi told me that Mati and I had the same eyes, I realized she was right. We both have gray eyes. “Good morning. What are you doing out here so early?” he rephrases the question, his tone different, softer than when he first spoke and I swallow hard, quickly trying to think of what to say. “I’m coming from Demi, my friend’s house,” “Oh, okay. How-how is university? How are things going? You like it?” he asks, causing me to look behind me, feeling very uncomfortable. I appreciate him taking an interest in my life, but I have to go before my mother sees me. “It’s doing well. Everything is good