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I'm going to let him go, I hurried after him but he already left in his car.
I sat on a boulder with my bag in the dirt, I still couldn't believe Alvin just abandoned me, after so many years of being together.
Is my life ever going to be the same, after all, he was my mate?
Can I get another chance?
Mom's call comes in after a while, I picked up and she instructed me to come back home since she had an evening shift at the hospital.
I got up and swiftly made my way out of the huge gate and far from the place I was just abandoned.
I walked on the streets with no one to look after me, it was so dark and quiet that I do not think cabs can be gotten there.
I crossed the streets without looking and an incoming vehicle almost knocked me unconscious.
Thankfully a hand dragged me on time and I fell my head on the chest of a man I had no clue of.
I looked at him and he pulls me back.
"Are you that blind, don't you look before walking?" He shouted to my face.
I stood there without altering a single word when all of a sudden I broke down in tears.
I cried bitterly and instead of him consoling me, he just left me there but gave me a gift to remember him by.
His handkerchief.
After a short time alone, I got up and managed to find my way home.
Mom was seated on the front porch when my cab stopped.
She rushed down wanting to shout, but seeing the look on my face, she asked if everything was okay.
I nodded and brushed past her without altering another word.
Mom couldn't make out time to come in and so left with the cab I came home with to work.
Meanwhile, I got into my room, pulled out my clothes, and walked into the bathroom.
Having a cold bath will do me good.
I went under the cold running water and while it watched my body clean, my heart also needed to be as well.
I got out of the shower and cleaned my body with a towel, and since my nightwear was lying on the bed I had to come to get it.
I went into my room naked.
I held up my nightwear and wore them, I packed my hair above my neck when the handkerchief that stranger gave to me fell from my bag.
Who could he be?.
Regardless of his help, he's really rude and arrogant.
Like who leaves a lady alone crying on a lonely street.
Well, only the devil does that, and I won't be surprised if he is the devil's advocate.
I picked up the handkerchief on the ground, I had two options, either throw it away inside the trashcan, or keep it, but oddly, I have the urge of keeping the stranger's handkerchief, deep down something told me, we might see again.
Weird.
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