fifry-four

Writers POV

It felt like it was starting all over again.

Mia. He could still recall the first day he had met her. He could forget everything, but not that day.

It happened at an event he was invited to, by one of his clients call Rachel Okafor. A woman he had help her won her case.

On that Saturday evening, he had seen a girl, clad in ill fitted clothings, and was being denied of making her way forth into the event hall, by an usher. Because she was dressed totally different from the way everyone was dressed.

After arguing with the male usher that was standing in front of the huge doors, she began leaving, looking quite sad that he, Alex felt the sudden urge to help her.

He began advancing towards her, with she not even bothering to raise her head up to see that he was approaching her.

And then he held her tiny arm in his, so he could talk to her. He wasn't one to do that, though. He was one to always mind his business. So it baffled