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           Shesmileswhenshe’sready,looksupatthecaptivatedthrong,andlauncheseloquentlyintoherspeech.She’scomposedandfunny,thegirlsbesidemeeruptoncueatherfirstjoke.Oh,KatherineKavanagh,youcandeliveragoodline.Iamsoproudofheratthatmoment,myerrantthoughtsofChristianpushedtooneside.EventhoughIhaveheardherspeechbefore,Ilistencarefully.Shecommandstheroomandtakesheraudiencewithher.

           Herthemeis“WhatNextAfterCollege?”Oh,whatnextindeed.ChristianiswatchingKate,hiseyebrowsraised—insurprise,Ithink.Yes,itcouldhavebeenKatewhowenttointerviewhim.AnditcouldhavebeenKatewhohewasnowmakingindecentproposalsto.BeautifulKateandbeautifulChristian,together.Icouldbelikethetwogirlsbesideme,admiringhimfromafar.IknowKatewouldn’thavegivenhimthetimeofday.Whatdidshecallhimtheotherday?Creepy.ThethoughtofaconfrontationbetweenKateandChristianmakesmeuncomfortable.IhavetosayIdon’tknowwhichofthemIwouldputmymoneyon.

           Kateconcludesherspeechwithaflourish,andspontaneouslyeveryonestands,applaudingandcheering,herfirststandingovation.Ibeamatherandcheer,andshegrinsbackatme.Goodjob,Kate.Shesits,asdoestheaudience,andthechancellorrisesandintroducesChristian…Holyshit,Christian’sgoingtogiveaspeech.ThechancellortouchesbrieflyonChristian’sachievements:CEOofhisownextraordinarilysuccessfulcompany,arealself-mademan.

           “…andalsoamajorbenefactortoouruniversity.PleasewelcomeMr.ChristianGrey.