Genevieve diligently wrote everything he asked.
"Here," she grumpily handed over the new batch of papers to Aaron.
The sun was still up but lunchtime has already passed.
Aaron flipped through them.
"Then-"
"Don't tear them again. If you want me to rewrite it then I will do that but don't tear my hard work just like that. Do you know that I never wrote such an amount before? The first time was yesterday and this is the second time."
Aaron stared at her for a good while before shrugging.
It is not like he had planned on shredding it again, he simply thought that the papers from yesterday were written without any thought. The words were written beautifully, he admits that.
But the words were written simply to be written without any other purpose and that is not what he was looking for.
This time, maybe with the thought of not wanting to see it being shredded right in front of her, she put more thought into writing it.
