A slight huff escaped my lips as i stood outside the restaurant, clutching my bag tightly - feeling so infuriated and agitated.
Yes, i was very angry and too vexed to even think straight. The audacity of him to ask me to give up my proprietorship rights over to him on a platter of gold.
I paced around, my hands working their way on my hair as i tried to scratch off an irritable itch.
"Ma'am, are you alright?", a soft childish voice called out from below as i felt a gentle tug on my coat.
I paused my actions momentarily, feeling my worked up cells relax in just a matter of seconds.
"Do you need help?" ,i lowered my gaze, feeling that strangely familiar voice tug at my heartstrings once more.
"Hey, it's you!. What are you doing here?" ,i squatted before the little figure, giving
