Secret Admirer

Zara

I couldn't stop replaying it in my head the whole ride home. Fiona's voice, telling me something I wasn’t expected to hear. She said someone had sent her my work. Someone else had put together the pictures and the portfolio and sent it to her with my name and email attached.

"I just want you to know," Fiona had said toward the end of our meeting, "whoever sent this to me clearly thinks a lot