Galaxia's POV
I was dressed up and in my car, on my way to work. Whenever I remember that man and what he did to my car, I just got more pissed off. If he's lucky, then I hope I never meet him ever again.
This was what happened yesterday, Sunday.
(Flashback)
Ding Dong
I heard my door bell ring. It was 6:30a.m in the morning and I just finished my work out session. I went downstairs and opened the door to see a man with a toolbox.
"G-good morning Miss Galaxia. Miss Crawford said you needed me so I c-came as early as possible". He tried to sound brave but I could clearly see through his pretense.
I walked out and went to my backyard, ignoring his greetings. I showed him where my car was and the damages.
"One heck of a bastard did that to my car". I said, my hands automatically fisted
