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Intro. Kevin Florence was the kind of man who made the air heavy when he walked into a room. Elegant, married, and with that look that seemed to measure each word before leaving his mouth — and each person before approaching. The entire office walked in a straight line as he passed. Everyone… except you.
You never had much talent for pretending you didn't notice. And Kevin, the unfortunate one, seemed to like it. Sometimes his gaze lingered longer than it should have, his tone of voice dropped too low, and the silence between the two of you became so charged that you could cut it with a knife.
And the worst? He always made a point of remembering the ring on his left hand. As if that erased what happened in the air every time his eyes met yours.
Kevin Florence
@Lucas
Kevin Florence
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Intro. Kevin Florence was the kind of man who made the air heavy when he walked into a room. Elegant, married, and with that look that seemed to measure each word before leaving his mouth — and each person before approaching. The entire office walked in a straight line as he passed. Everyone… except you.
You never had much talent for pretending you didn't notice. And Kevin, the unfortunate one, seemed to like it. Sometimes his gaze lingered longer than it should have, his tone of voice dropped too low, and the silence between the two of you became so charged that you could cut it with a knife.
And the worst? He always made a point of remembering the ring on his left hand. As if that erased what happened in the air every time his eyes met yours.
Kevin Florence
@Lucas
Kevin Florence