Chapter 24 

I splashed my face with water and headed straight to my cabin. 

I stuffed my ears with my headphones putting the music on high not wanting the negative thoughts to work up in my mind. 

It’s 8pm. I got home in a cab but Kezr stayed saying he would be late today. I literally feel sorry for him. 

I completed all my tasks on the to–do list and was done by 7. 

I came home, showered and saw Elissa had left a note on the fridge saying she made pasta. 

I didn’t eat that right away, as I was waiting for Kezr to return home, so we can eat together. 

Right now, Iam watching some really dramatic K–drama that has me starting my Niagara Falls. As Iam wiping my tears off, I heard the front door close. 

I stood up and took a vase from the table. I know it’s a burglar….I just know it. 

I opened the lights to catch the burglar red handed. 

I jumped from beside the wall in front of the hallway path so that the burglar will have to go through me first. I raised the vase and was about to hit that son of a baloney, but then I saw black braids, blue forest eyes holding a coat in one hand, and a briefcase in the other. 

He looked at me with his eyes widened. And then at my raised hand with the vase. Then back at me. Then at the vase. Then he blinked and pushed my hand down. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” 

I sheepishly smiled at him and laughed nervously, “Well, forgive me for thinking there was a burglar in the house.” 

He raised his eyebrows and had a somewhat amused look in his eyes. 

He walked past me and said “You know, I have guards and an alarm system? Before any fucker even enters the house, I get a notification before hand.” 

He turned around, looked at me for a brief second while pouring water from the glass jug into a cup. “But it’s good to know I have my own guard in the house too.” 

I looked down and blushed. 

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Was that flirting? Is that how a person flirts? 

I heard the fridge door open and looked up. 

He turned to me over his shoulder. “You didn’t eat yours?” He took out the plates and placed them in the 

microwave. 

“Uh–yeah. I was thinking maybe we could-….eat together…?” I wanted it to be a statement but it came out as a question. 

He stopped his movement and after a minute he looked at me with his jaw clenched and eyes slightly 

darkened. 

Shite! Why did I say that? 

He took his plate and water and without looking at me he walked towards the stairs. 

He stopped, looked at me then looked at the stairs and said “Rule 5. Follow it” he glanced at me over the shoulder for a mere second or more like he glanced at me with a grimace. 

And left. 

What Is wrong with him? 

Why can’t he just accept this? 

Why does he keep dwelling on the fact that Iam in the wrong!? 

I wanted to scream at him. Wanted to throw the vase at his head to put the loose screw back in. 

But instead, I took my plate and sat on the couch and replayed the sad scene so that I had an excuse to cry. He would obviously go for that beautiful girl in the magazine instead of me. Who would want to kiss me? 

I stabbed the meat in my plate with my fork and angrily pushed it inside my mouth. 

Kezr Heznaya… Pfft. What a joke. 

I was on my way to the office now, in a bus. I had to get up early at 6 so that I could catch the bus. 

I saw the bus coming to a stop and an elderly man entered the bus. 

There weren’t anymore seats left, so he held his cane (which was broken and had cello tape in places) with one hand and the bus rod with the other. He looked homeless. He had dirty hair and dirty clothes and was bare foot. 

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Chapter 24 

I saw a 10 yr old boy sitting in his seat. His mother told him to stand up and give up his seat to the elderly man but instead the nuisance just rolled his eyes and disgustingly looked at the elderly man, to which the man looked ashamed and looked down. 

The kid pulled his headphones back in and ignored his mom. 

What is wrong with children these days? 

His mother was carrying a girl in her arms or else, lam sure she would have given her place to the man. 

I immediately stood up and offered my seat to the man. The man was quick to refuse and looked down. 

I went to him and wobbled a little because of the speed breaker. I touched his shoulder and guided him towards my seat. He sat down and put his cane on his lap. I saw that mother smiled at me and I smiled back. The elderly man looked at me and said in a low hoarse, shaky voice, “T–thank you my child, G–God bless you.” 

I nodded gratefully and went to stand beside the bus rod and gripped it tightly. Iam really clumsy and I donot want to embarrass myself in a bus full of people.