The little things we do for one another do matter. Arabella felt her heart flutter since two men came to her aid. She felt bad for not meeting Michelle Michigan but she felt bad to bring it up seeing that both men missed their meeting to be here for her. "Ryder" she whispered tugging at his hand. She had been taken into the hospital and then given emergency treatment for relief. The doctors said she should stay back so they can perform an x-ray to ensure that she gets the right can of treatment. "Yes," he said turning his gaze down to her as she sprawled across the bed. "Can I ask for a favor?" she asked. Was she eligible to be asked such questions? "A favor?" Ryder weighing his options. He barely knew her and her tendencies so how could he accept to grant her request when he wasn't sure what it was she wanted to ask? "Yes don't worry I won't ask for anything crazy""I don't know if I am capable of doing it for you," Ryder said. "But ask I would see if I can do something about it

"Must something be up for me to call?" Arabella asked. "Yes" "What?" "Don't take it the wrong way but you don't call or pick calls whenever you work. I remember your part-time job when you were in college. Mom thought something was wrong when you did not pick up""And she left me fifty-seven missed calls," Arabella said. Talking about those memories made her miss home all the more. She hated that she was away from home. If she was home she would have her two legs to herself. "I am not at work anyway" "I knew it, there is no way you could be at work and call me," Seraphina said. "Oh yay you know me too well," Arabella said in a mocking voice. "Are you already playing hooky? You've barely spent a month there" Seraphina was kind of proud of her younger sister who had always been a stickler for rules. She always followed them to the latter. To hear that she skipped work was kind of a thing of joy to her. "Well, I'm at the hospital," Arabella said and the other end of the line we

"It is a very lucrative business" "Money?" "Yes money" She was shocked. Of all the people she knew who were in the same industry as her most of them were there because of passion this was the first of its kind. "So you are money-driven?" she asked him. "Isn't everyone money-driven?" "I am doing this because of my passion fot hard copy books and how much I want others to read such masterpieces by the authors" she answered. "Well if that was the reason then you won't collect any salary, you won't have to leave Japan to come all the way here for this job," he tells her. She opens her mouth but her head goes blank. She tried to think deep of anything she could say to counter what he had just said. She was not money-driven. She really did want people around to read those stories and have great dreams like her. "See that, you can't counter that" "The only reason we collect a salary is to survive" "So we need money to survive but we refuse to accept that money drives us? Humans ar

"You would have to use crutches for the main time?" Kieran asked stunned. She said it so casually it actually shocked him. Why would she say it like it is something someone should be used to? "Yes but maybe a week or two" "Why do you say it so casually?" he asked back unable to hide his shock. "Because it is not the first time. I have used it once before" "Ohh" he exclaimed. He was not comfortable with her familiarity with the crutches but what could he say? She explained to him that the doctor asked her to have a meal and then asked the nurses to give her injections and then when the effect wore off she could go home. He had asked countless times if it was okay for her to just go home like that and she had assured him. His face gave him away that he was not convinced but he had no choice but to accept because she insisted. "What do I tell your mom?" she asked sleepily. The injection given to her was to make her dizzy and then fall asleep after a while. She was concerned about

'Hey it is Mark, I was your doctor today at the hospital. I know it is unprofessional of me to take your number and text you out for personal reasons but I thought you were really cute and I would love it if we could have some coffee sometime soonShe wanted to scream out in disbelief. He thought she was cute? It was a miracle because she thought him to be a Greek god in human clothing. She quickly saved his number. She might not be looking for anything long-term term but she could not pass up the opportunity to meet up with him. Who knows they might not even click when they meet. She sent a text back to him. 'Oh Hello Mark, it's Arabella, I guess you already know that. Thank you so much for the compliment and yes I would love to have coffee with you sometime 'Oh my god, I am so relieved to hear it. I had my fingers crossed, because what are the odds a pretty woman like you would be single I guess the stars are on my side tonight. I do hope you feel much better than when I left you