My brows furrowed, confusion was written on my face at what I had just heard.
In fact, I wasn't sure I had heard right.
“Are–are you joking with me?” I asked him.
“No, that's my answer.”
My eyes widened as reality–my sad reality– hit me square in the face.
I had just asked a stranger to—
Oh god! How could I?
Shaking my head, I stumbled to my feet.
My legs felt heavy as I stood, my hand trembled light as I held on to my bag.
“Forget this,” I started, “Forget I asked,”
“Hold on, love,” he said as he grabbed me by the wrist, stopping me from moving.
“There's nothing to say, I wouldn't– I just….” I rushed out.
Inhaling deeply, I closed my eyes as I fought to keep my voice in check.
I had thought that since he helped earlier, that he would–
I had assumed–
“Calm down,” he whispe
