Wings Of Change

** Aria is a fine young lady. Smart and very innovative but an introvert to the butt._having being raised in a strict Christian home where the children are duly restricted from engaging in anything that would bring shame and disgrace to their family's name. Aria grew up avoiding a lot of things especially the opposite sex as it was strictly forbidden. All these and many other rules to live by, left a lasting impact on her social life over time as she grew older. At age thirty_Aria has zero to no social life experience as she gave little or no room for fun outside of her work at the Okoji's enterprise.  Not that she would have it any other way though!. Does she have female friends perhaps? One might ask. Well the answer is yes! The closest thing to being called a friend in her life was her best friend Lizzy. They practically grew up together and went to the same university but are two polar bears. Lizzy was fun and out going. Full

** Aria rushed out through the door before he would change his mind and try to stop her again and headed straight to her corner where her things were already arranged inside a small brown box to be carried away. She continued to pant nervously as she leaned against her desk, trying to steady her breath a bit. Straightening up to her full length with a new kind of fire burning in her chest. She picked up her box and turned to walk away and stopping only to say her final goodbye to her follow colleagues who were more than shock to hear about her decision before heading out. Once outside the building, Aria was beaming with happiness. She has never felt so free in her entire life as she continued to walk towards the direction of her car. Her feet was light on the ground as it hit each pavement outside in the garage. She was practically floating at that moment. Aria felt like a caged bird that has finally been set free to sore high

Aria's POV.   **   *It took Aria exactly three days after the encounter with her mother before she finally summed up courage and spoke with her father over the phone again.   Surprisingly enough, her father was rather understanding and patient while she tried to explained her reason for doing what she did without him feeling her reason are completely delusional.   He only advised her against the consequence of her actions just in case she hasn't thought of it yet. He even asked that she travel home for a visit because it was obvious she was going through a rough patch in her life and needed her family to be there for her but Aria couldn't have it his way no matter how tempting that sounded like.   She wanted to do things for herself this time without anyone advising or telling her what and what not to do. Going home to her family is totally out of the equation eve

  **"Miss Davis?" His voice resounded in her ears yet again and jolted her back to reality. Her eyes traveled from his face down to his fingers that were tightly wrapped around her wrist before settling back on his face again in disbelief.   Aria was a nervous wreck at this point as they stood staring at each other.   "How_how did you?" She began to stammer but he caught her off guard with a question of his own as he pulled her another step closer.   "I should be asking you the same question Miss Davis but_" he paused and looked at her more intently and even sniffed the air around her.   "Are you drunk?" He asked her with a frown before releasing his grip around her wrist.   "Me drunk?" Aria had asked with a giggle and staggered backward, away from his intimidating presence but still close enough to smell his cologne.She could recognized it an

** Not once did she look back or bother to listen to whatever he has to say next as she kept rushing out with quick steps. All she could think about was getting as far away from him as possible.   Aria has been scarred for life!Fifteen minutes down the road and outside the building, she was  seen waving down a taxi to get her home. It was already 7:30am and the sun was yet to crawl out of its hiding place giving her a chance to get home before her nosy neighbours does.   Once she was seated at the back seat of the taxi, and even told the driver where she was going. She just leaned back against the side window not willing her  mind to dwell on anything else.   The last thing she remembered was Lizzy begging her to stay a little longer with her at the bar last night and nothing else. It was as if a thick dark fog was hovering around in her head and clouding her memory from peeping through.