Aaron
Maybe he should try a bit harder to find happiness himself.
“Have a good day, Aaron,” Mrs. Carminati smiled from her seat behind the reception desk.
“You, too,” he said, heading out of the waiting room. “Guardian Leader,” he said to himself. “Better not mess this up.” If he was successful with this endeavor, there was a good possibility that, if and when Jordan retired someday, he might actually be able to take over, a thought that he’d never really allowed himself to consider before, but the possibility made him proud of what he’d accomplished from humble beginnings as an Irish potato farmer to potential Leader of the entire LIGHTS organization. If he could do that, he could do anything.
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