How does it feels to know that your mother left you at the doorstep of some orphanage as soon as you were born? abandoning you?
This story is about a 22 year old orphan girl, who spent her childhood in an orphanage having no friends. She never had...
I stood there for a minute but then I shook my head clearing my thoughts, I walked out of the library. As I was walking, I checked my phone, I have few messages from Freya.
Freya: Where are you???
I looked at the time, its 9 already. Usually I reach home at 8, so that's why Freya is worried. I decided to call her to pick me up rather than hailing a cab, but when I reached the entrance gate, Mr. Maxwell was already there, checking his phone while leaning onto his car.
"You're still here?" I asked which made him look at me.
"Yeah, I was waiting for you" he replied standing straight.
"Uhh, why?" I asked confused
"It's late and I thought maybe I could drop you off at your place" he said unemotional
I looked at him as if he's mad or something. 2 mins ago, he rushed out of the library as if it caught up in a fire, leaving me alone and now he is being a gentleman asking me if he could drop me off. Seriously??? (Caroline Forbes vibesssss)
"So?" He asked tilting his head slightly.
"No thanks, I was actually just calling my friend to pick me up" I replied nonchalantly
"I insist" he took a step forward, looking straight into my eyes.
"I- Uhh" wtf. Why I'm stammering. Please step back... no no... Please come more clos– ohhh shut up.
"Ms. Evans?" he calls waiting for my answer.
"Uhh yeah. Okay. Whatever" shit shit shit. I looked down but slowly peeking at him to see him looking at me with some unknown expression.
He cleared his throat and opened the door for me. Seems like chivalry is not dead yet.
I settled myself on the seat while Mr. Maxwell jogged up towards his side and took his seat.
He looked towards me and made a movement with his eyes.
"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows not understanding what he meant.
"Seatbelt" he replied.
"Oh, right" I replied chuckling nervously. Seriously Olivia, how dumb you can be?
As I was in my own thoughts, I didn't notice we drove off the orphanage. That's when it hit me, Mr. Maxwell don't know my address.
I told him where I leave, which he replied with a small nod.
The rest of the drive was quite just a soft music playing in background. I rested my head on the window. I took a heavy sigh, I feel so tired. My eyes are feeling so heavy. I didn't know when I dozed off. I felt a tap on my shoulder but I didn't open my eyes.
Then suddenly a strong arms wrapped around me lifting me up. I was too tired to say anything so I rested my head on the person's shoulder.
"Mhmmm" I mumble.
I heard faint noises and after a minute or two, I felt my body placed softly on my bed. I snuggle closer to my pillow while the person covered my body with the duvet.
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