Aurelia
There he stood, all six-foot-everything of him.
The intern quickly muttered a word of apology and scurried off, leaving the two of us alone.
His wavy dark brown hair was neatly styled and there was a hint of stubble on his defined jawline.
He exuded an air of confidence that was intimidating, but then his eyes had a gentle warmth, reflected in the depths of his gaze.
"It's you," he said under his breath. So he remembered me.
"Yeah. Thank you for stepping in, Dr..." I looked at his badge with the 'MD' sign. "Dr Giordano."
Maybe I botched the pronunciation because he laughed softly. "You can call me Cade."
I ended up following him to the cafeteria because he was headed there anyway. I went up to the counter where a cheerful lady stood.
"Hey, what would you like?" She asked with a smile.
"Hi, can I please get a meat pie?" I said, knowing it was Mr Driscoll's favorite.
"Of course," she replied, grabbing it from the food display counter. I took out some coins from the pockets of my hoodie and gave it to her.
Suddenly, I felt light-headed like I was going to faint, and instinctively gripped the counter, fingers white-knuckled as I struggled to maintain balance.
Cade, who had been waiting in line behind me, immediately came up beside me.
"What's up?" He asked with a scrutinizing gaze.
"N-nothing," I mumbled.
"Doesn't look like it," he said. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I j-just haven't eaten all day."
He turned to the lady. "I'd like to get a chicken sandwich with a bottle of water, please."
He paid before holding those out to me. "For me?" I asked, confused.
"For you," he nodded. "You should also eat too. Try not to skip meals, okay?"
"Okay," I replied softly. "Thank you-"
Before I could finish my sentence, he was gone.
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Teen FictionAurelia is a fourteen-year-old girl who feels lost in a world that has never shown her kindness. Being an orphan, she is familiar with the cold embrace of the foster care system and her hope of finding a place to belong is slowly diminishing. Cade i...