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Quiet Confession

Prompt: Barbara finds out you’ve been staying late to help students and working too hard. One afternoon, she brings you tea and sits beside you, gently encouraging you to take care of yourself — and admits she’s been worrying about you more than she should.

Word Count: 900

It’s well past five when you finally notice how quiet the halls have become.

You glance at the clock. Another long day. Another set of papers to grade, lessons to prep, emails to answer. You rub the back of your neck, willing yourself to finish at least this one last stack before heading home.

You’re so focused you almost don’t hear the soft knock at your door.

When you look up, Barbara stands there — coat draped over her arm, purse slung on her shoulder, a cup of tea carefully balanced in her hand.

“May I come in?” she asks gently.

You blink, surprised. “Of course.”

She steps in, closes the door behind her. “I noticed you’re here late. Again.”

You offer a sheepish smile. “Just trying to catch up.”

Barbara hums knowingly. “You young teachers are all the same. Overworking yourselves to the bone.” She crosses the room and sets the tea down in front of you. “Here. Chamomile.”

The cup is warm between your fingers. “Thank you, Mrs. Howard.”

Her brow arches, her tone lightly teasing. “Barbara. I believe we’ve been over this.”

You can’t help but smile. “Barbara.”

She sits beside you, folding her hands neatly in her lap. For a long moment, neither of you speaks. The soft hum of the building’s old heating system fills the space between you.

Finally, Barbara speaks. “You know… it is commendable. How dedicated you are to these children.”

You glance at her, heart fluttering just a little at the warmth in her voice. “They deserve it.”

“They do.” She pauses, her gaze steady. “But you deserve rest.”

You open your mouth to protest, but she shakes her head. “Now, don’t argue. I can see it in your eyes — you’re tired. Stretched too thin.”

You sigh, shoulders slumping. “There’s just always so much to do.”

Barbara’s expression softens. “Yes. There always will be.” She reaches out, her hand brushing yours lightly. “But you will not do them any good if you run yourself ragged.”

The simple touch, the care in her voice — it unravels something in you. For a second, your throat tightens.

Barbara notices, of course. Of course she does.

“I—” you begin, voice catching. “I guess… I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that.”

She smiles softly. “That is why I came.”

You look at her then — really look. There’s a tenderness in her eyes, something deeper than polite concern.

Almost as if she realizes it too quickly, Barbara draws her hand back, smoothing her skirt. “I— I have been worrying about you.” A faint blush colors her cheeks. “Perhaps… more than I should.”

Your heart skips. “I don’t think that’s a bad thing.”

Her gaze meets yours, steady now. “No… I suppose it isn’t.”

Another quiet moment passes, full of words unspoken. The warmth of the tea seeps into your fingers. The warmth of her lingers far longer.

Finally, Barbara stands, smoothing her coat. “Promise me you’ll finish soon and go home.”

“I promise.”

“And… if you need anything,” she adds softly, “you’ll let me know?”

You nod, unable to hide the smile tugging at your lips. “I will.”

She offers one last, fond look — one that stays with you long after she leaves the room.

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