DALA
“Watch where you are going.”
I barely had time to process the impact before I stumbled back, nearly losing my balance. I had straight walked into a firm, broad chest of a young man. Fear grazed my spine.
One would think this was a meet-cute until I blinked up, and my stomach instantly twisted into knots. A pair of sharp brown eyes burned down at me, filled with the kind of disgust that made my blood pressure skyrocket.
The arrogantly good-looking dude ogled me as I had just crawled out of the sewer and flung myself at him. His chiselled jaw tightened, contorting his expression into pure coldness and scorn.
Just a minute now, and I might just sink into the ground. This person was barely restraining himself from shoving me into another dimension. “Are you blind?” he asked, his de
