Maria
He mentally practiced his speech and posture, he had to remain as esteemed as ever, his graciousness disappeared once but it was never going to happen again.
Ding-dong. The doorbell. It was Maria, it had to be. All of his practices seemed to dissolve at the instant. Little by little, he gripped hard at the confidence he had left as he walked to the door. His hand deep in the pockets of his grey trousers, he opened the door with the other. Something inside his chest tugged and his heart raced a thousand miles per second. All of it, his anger, his fears, his pride—they appeared easy to let go. Jackson was struggling mentally for control at the sight of her.
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