ys a

led to the highway, the winding drive-through trees with their leaves waving goodbye. When she reached

solate herself from people and hopefully forget her traumatic past. Although she hadn't fully

and secure in a big town with only over 10,000 people. The town has few grocery stores and only

. It was her second time, so she knew a little about the market. She buys her food

ick never fails. Farmers give her generous amounts of all fruits and vegetables. Most of the time, she gets

has a glowing fair complexion, and her eyes are deep and mysterious, hinting at the pain she's hid

e following day because it is memorable for him. She picked the fr

ables. Her food was scattered on the floor when a man hard-bumped her,

you," a man said as

man's hand and slid them into her basket. She gla

alked through these hefty people in the ma

d. By the way, my name

ting yourself in thi

ou can see, there are plenty of people, and it's tight in here. When I tri

ility and point the finger at others for your mis

her in. It's one of man's best features; his eyes spok

simply by one accident? M

Your choice of words right now is rather illuminating. You could

me glared, upset for making the ma

ople for what happened; I

m blind?" Helena

own; I'

her eyebrows. She picked the last

srespect. Although he knew he was wrong, he thought it was too much. "Do I de

oiletries she needed for a month, milk, bread flour, spices, and things that were

ply, heading to the counter with a shorter line. She recognized the

t she didn't care about how good his physique was. Her first impression of him was already bad for scattering her vegetable

lena gave him a stern stare and turned her back toward him. She preferre

as hit by a flyswatter. It was Daniel, Arthur's b

time and attention. Her day was ruined entir

nd forth to the town center and then went home, exhausted. After restocking her food in

r fans insist on getting their hands on her new book. Helena couldn't disappoint them as she loved her fans de

ok when she remembers the annoying face of the man in

," she vows to herself as she continues writing the charac

r of her new book. She did it fast, and the commotion i

ure until she hears a knock on her door. She was

the door is even l

be lost at nigh

est and peeked at the window first. Her eyes bulged a

t. The man met her sour face with a smile. He acted