Stranger

Elena's POV.

"...another day to live for ourselves." Nikolai stood beside me in front of a large building, peering into the crowd, his eyes full of life, and yes, you guessed it, another public appearance, "But sometimes the Universe needs someone who can stand up to look out for others."

Unlike the last time when he had told me about it a night before the event, this time, I was given a whole week to prepare myself.

So this time, I wasn't overly apprehensive like the last time; this time, I clunge closer to him than his cologne, staring at him with made-up adoration to give the press pictures to talk about.

I even went the extra to brush the shoulder of his suit, and he looked into the crowd and sighed, "She can't take her hands off me."

We were in an opening of a new hospital, and according to him, the fund that was about to be given to them was in my name, so not only was I going to stand with him, I had to say something on the mic if I wanted to.

Learning my lesson, I didn't try