Trisha’s voice faded into the background as Steven tried to compose himself. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Alicia’s face was connected to a part of his past he had long tried to forget.
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“Are you okay, Mr. Mayer?” Alicia asked, her voice snapping him back to the present. “Uh, yes, of course,” Steven replied, his voice strained. “It’s nice to meet you, Alicia.” As the girls giggled and talked, Steven’s thoughts drifted back to his college days, to a relationship that had ended abruptly and painfully.