**Paris's POV**I got out of the car, feeling a sense of familiarity sweep over me. I held the lower part of my skirt firmly as my heart beat loudly in my chest."This way, Miss Elorod," James pointed to the VIP section of the walkway.Feeling honored but awkward, I followed James through the area usually reserved for George."Miss Elorod, are you okay?" James asked, noticing me standing still for too long."Huh?" I was confused at first, but then I smiled and walked up to him."James, we're still friends, right?" I asked, my pupils shaking slightly as I awaited his answer."Yes, dear, we are," James replied, patting my hair. This action made my smile widen."Stop smiling and walk quickly. I don't want to keep the President waiting," he said, stretching his hand towards me.I nodded and accepted his hand. He held it firmly and led me to the VIP elevator.---After a few hours, George walked out of the meeting room and entered his office. He noticed I was seated, staring out the floor-
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