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He Saved Me

He Saved Me

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Chapter 1Ā He Saved Me 1

Word Count: 2268 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 09/05/2024

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est friend Abigail shrieked, clutching her chest with both arms as she watc

e to come with her to her father's birthday party. Th

people I don't know. Besides, I'll be too self-conscious." I had

about the third t

wouldn't take no for an answer. She went as far as making a PowerPoint presentation on how th

ss, was the grumpiest French man I'd ever met in my life. He was fond

We hit it off right away thereafter. She made me quit my job with Marcel and of

out an unintentio

on my skin elegantly adding color to my pale skin. My fingers trailed throug

beautiful _and had the look of something that belonged to the w

f because I'll be brooding" I mumbled, peering a

d as she crossed her hea

nd gave me a once-over glance wear

you audition? Just one time." She whined, h

my skinny frame. Being skinny doesn't mean I wanted to venture into a career p

could say a word to chip in I rushed on. "I don't have the height for it. And I would probabl

sometimes forgets that the person she is en

reer change, other times, a potential love interest, and now this party. She never

tyle your hair" she said as she looped her hand into mine, pull

spontaneously wanted us to go for a walk in her backyard. It started pouring instantly

her room to get chang

me seemed impossible because I was in awe of her r

l like her. Heck! Living in the hellhole with that monster hadn't, not to talk of s

htly. A queen-sized bed placed on a thick fabric woven of wool having an oblong shape with a border design and luxury furniture with gold leaf deta

e sound of her voice, my eyes came in contact wit

aid to her. She replied with a

red, motioning

cious and silky" she observed as she glanced at me thr

rushed out of my

surprising

t

ut my hair definitel

ir played in my mind. She was the only one who mate

was not my cup of tea. Not a

ther too tired, too hurt, or too busy. A thing or two would c

th dandruff because of the constant pulling of it. It itched so ba

out a drawer, revealing different equipment of

gling sensation of my hair being parted i

gue pitched when the heat o

a hand on my shoulder in an at

length of my hair which was my waist. Sh

your

revent the light shining brightly in

squeal as she dazzli

ight down to my waist making me look like

ow" she babbled as she fastened her pace i

y Spears's "Baby One More Time" su

where the sound of the music was

ew. She was wearing a white, silk straight,below-the-knee dress. S

! Join me" she said as she t

Her smile turn

d at least try," she stated as she furiously tapped the

ould be here a

her gaze on the dainty stainless steel

eyes towards her phone screen and tapped on it. She brough

tly" she said and i

t's our cu

o wear a pair of four-inch heels. "Are you crazy? It's a party. Who wears flats to a party?" She had bellowed when I suggested wearing flats. It was one of those things

anced in the heels. Even with shortened strides,

learn to perfect. It's probably

*

of the heavily tinted car window at the glistening lights of the city,

our coffee sessions that we do on Saturdays.. " Villa Bar

their mansion? It has enough space

the birthday party at yo

d can't bear to host over a thousand p

ompromise their privacy for the sake of a birthday party. A

put the car to a halt in front of the reservation sign

wealthy strangers sends a f

arty. Even if you've never been to a pa

throw up or anythin

with sweat and my voice was a little

me and narrowed h

you

rea

ce, the smell of Jasmine hitting my nostrils in the

in mine and walked

ld air that seeped through the vents se

of European elegance and American sophistication. The decor was mag

adies with regained taste in f

est corporation by revenue as well as the biggest private employer. For a man celebrating his 45th birth

ful conversation with the fe

stood still. My heart raced wildly against my chest. And then, he grinned. A hush, quieter than the

that way? And what exact

e my gaze away from him and turned towards where Abigail

weaving through the crowd. Leaving

i

have to be

. She is everyth

erything you

wung my head towards the s

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