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Reaching her desk, as was her habit, she clicked on her mailbox to see how much had the world moved past while she had gone home. Most of the clients that Earthly Matters had, were scattered across the world. People responded and queried at all times. Her screen lit up and oh!

An innocent looking mail sat there amongst many other. She tried to ignore it, told herself that she would not open it now. She had so much work pending. She seriously wasn't going to open it. No, absolutely not, for sure…. Aaaand, she clicked on it.

G'morning, My Gorgeous

As I write this mail, I wonder if it is going to bounce back to me (no, I am not giving you the idea to block my ID, that is, if you haven't already. I am only expressing my insecurity).