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Taylor’s pov.

As we approach his office, he speaks, breaking the awkward silence that has weighed between us for the past seconds. “Remember, I told you I wanted you to meet someone real close to me today, right?”

He opens the door to his office. “Yea, what about it?” I ask as he shuts the door.

He let go of my hand and I walk out from behind him to see a ginger-haired guy with the familiar figure I slowly put together as I see Keenan and panic grips me to the core.

He wraps his hands around my numb body and pulls me to himself in a...