"Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans." ― Allen Saunders
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When a stubborn and hardworking nurse meets a rich, spoiled and most of all flirty man Alora did not expect her life to be flipped upside down.
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A/N: I had everything p much done but then I was gone from my laptop for a week but I'm here to deliver the end of Saints!! Enjoy
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Alora's breath fell flat and she ran into her living space, her eyes scanning the room in utter disbelief.
Her TV was on the floor, absolutely trash and broken, there was black paint smeared all over her walls and different colors on her bed that was just as messed up as the entire floor beneath her. Alora held her nose as the wrenched smell of paint mixed with probably staining food on her bed entered her nostrils.
The nurse took another few steps forward, careful to look around the corner in case this person was still inside but no one was there, instead she had to witness all her clothes scattered in front of her demolished closet, either smeared with the same black wall paint or cut into little pieces – but not one piece of clothing was left untouched, Alora could tell by the amount of clothes sitting on the ground.
There was not one item intact in her apartment.
Tears were brimming her eyes and her breath picked up more, slowly turning into hyperventilation. Her shaky hands quickly pressed on Jun's number, not knowing who to even call first and her boyfriend was the first thing on her mind.
As soon as she heard Jun's chuckle her dam broke, sobbing immediately.
"Babe?! Alora?! What's going on?! Hey, are you alright?! Where are you?!" Jun panicked right away and Alora hiccupped as she looked around, wiping her big tears away although they kept on coming back. "I-I" she had to gulp to continue, "My-my apartment- everyth-thing is- everything's broken- it's trashed, I-"
"Is-is anyone with you?! Is someone still there, did you see a person?!"
Alora heard Jun shuffle immediately and she shook her head, sniffing. "N-no, I just got in, no-no one's here..."
"Stay where you are, don't touch anything! I'm picking you up in a second. I might have an idea who did it. Just don't touch anything!" Jun warned with a serious tone and Alora nodded as she wiped more tears away. "I-I didn't even touch the-the handle, I-I was careful..."
Jun sighed and she heard his apartment door close. "Very good, babe, I'm getting to my car now, I'll be there very quick, go outside. Don't stay inside, just leave, let the door open. I'm coming and I'm getting you!"
"Please hurry!" Alora started sobbing again as she peeked into the kitchen, seeing all her cups, glasses and any other dish and kitchen ware in shambles on the ground. She had to close her eyes and turn around.
Jun groaned and got into his car, closing the vehicle's door with a loud bang. "I will, just get outside, don't be trapped in four walls. I'm getting you, babe, just don't run off, I got you."
