Eleanor’s POVEvery step of the run that I and Dylan are making the action of anxiousness is present and gets harder and harder as the seconds increase over time. Short split seconds of our breath got in as we rushed towards my father’s office, hoping for a miracle situation not rooting out his presence and lively listening to Bella’s words. “Stop, we need to peek first.” After that quick run we made from a distance, Dylan brings an end and standstill. He leans forward, slowly, and tries to peek at the happening taking place inside. “Wait, I could not see your dad,” “Perhaps, his presence is missing. He is not here, obviously.” Dylan looked at me beside him with a surprised facial reaction. I refuse on ceasing his suggestion of having a glimpse of it first before fully showing ourselves. Anyways, as we felt a big relief, both of us officially entered the office.“Oh, hi! Nice seeing you Dylan and Eleanor. If you are sizing up Mr. Martin, he is still on a business call at the terra
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