Nicholas immediately moved back and Althea also got up and reached out for the alarm clock, turning it off.
She placed the clock back on the table and sat still, with her head turned towards the night stand, not having the guts to turn back and look at Nicholas, just after what the two were doing.
What did he expect?
She wondered, questioning her own integrity.
What was she even doing?
He was her director and she aimed to work under him.
Well, technically, you were under him!
Said, this voice inside her head, that made her cringe hard.
She was never someone who utilized her temporal qualities as an implicit factor to attain success.
Instead, she was someone, who believed in acquisition through talent and yet there she was, exhibiting a different kind of talent.
Her handful talent
