Keith Mercer
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Keith sat at his large table with his hands clasped together in front of him. Taylor and Melissa sat across from each other and Taylor wore a pained and confused expression. Keith couldnt blame her, Mel had told her she needed to tell her something, without elaborating at all. He was here to make sure it all went smoothly. Melissa was very emotional sometimes and Keith was there to fill Tay in if Melissa got off subject. He looked at Mel, waiting for her to make the first move.