𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞

chapter 3



Zoya was walking distractedly, lost in her own thoughts, when suddenly she bumped into a hard surface. She raised her head to see what she had run into, and to her surprise, it was a man.

Zoya felt a rush of fear as she saw the man fall to the ground.

Am I that strong? she thought.

She was startled out her thoughts by a low moan of pain.

 She quickly dropped to her knees to check on him.

'Are you okay?'

"Sir."

she asked, her voice filled with concern
.

the man slowly opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure looking down at him. He was taken aback by the genuine concern in that voice, and for a moment, he forgot about his usual stoic demeanour.

"I'm fine,' he muttered, trying to sit up.

 But Zoya wouldn't let him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back gently.

'Stay still,' she ordered .

Zoya looked around and saw that there were a few people walking by, but no one seemed to notice them.

'Hey, can somebody help us?' she yelled, hoping to catch someone's attention. But nobody stopped to help.

“God why are people so selfish a man is dying here and nobody is stopping to help… o my god, will I go to ja-“

“shut up.” She was cut off by him

'Dont be dramatic, just get  me some sugar,' he whispered, barely audible.

Zoya looked at him, confused. 'Now?' she asked, not believing his request.

Is he serious asking for suga-

Shit! sugar hypoglycaemia!

 But the man nodded, his face pale.

He had low blood sugar and needed something sweet to eat, or else he would faint again. He struggled to sit up and reached out to her .

Zoya quickly got up and started looking for something sweet.

 She saw a fruit stall nearby and ran towards it. The fruit vendor looked at her strangely as she asked for sugar.

'I need it urgently,' she explained, out of breath. The vendor hesitated, but then handed her a small pack of sugar. 'On the house,' he said, seeing the concern in the girls’ eyes.

Zoya ran back to the man and tore open the pack, pouring the sugar onto his palm.

 He quickly raised his hand to but his hands tremored.

So she quickly took the sugar from his palm and fed him.

 As he slowly started regaining consciousness, all he could think was how soft the hands felt.

The two of them sat there, as he slowly started to stand up.

 the man looked at Zoya lost, and thought

' I have never seen brown eyes this mesmerizing.'

'What the hell ?  he shook those thoughts off and turned to her.

They kept looking at each other, not knowing what else to say.

"I_..." she was cut off by the sound of a car approaching.

 the car stopped beside them and  Two men stepped out of the car and walked towards them.

'sir, Is everything okay?' one of the men asked.

Damn he looked like the butler from batman, well he definitely has the posture and the sharp gaze.

The other man looked straight out of a book with his sharp cheekbones and lean body and the eyes....

(Well now you probably know I got a thing for the eyes)

“Yes, I forgot my tablets this morning so  had a fainting spell. “He replied indifferent.

 Zoya got up, brushing the dirt off her clothes.

'I should probably get going,' she said, feeling a bit awkward. As she looked at those men.

He looked at her and opened his mouth to say something .

"Hey, no need for thanks. it's ok, I love to help people, you see, I'm a psychology student, it's practicaly my job..." she trailed off seeing the weirded out look from them and stopped.

"I wasn't about to thank you, i just wanted to say you got sugar on your face. but nevertheless, i appreciate your help."

She opened and closed her mouth, shocked.

"Ungrateful bastard how dare he I ran frantically here and there for him and he just..." she huffed out under her breath.

"Did you say something , miss.?"

"No! No I was just... bye,bye ."

 Zoya walked away, looking back
waving ,

'Uff.' She let out a cry of pain.

'Sorr-."

It was a road sign she bumped into.
She looked back to see them still looking at her .

'God, its so embrassing..'

'Why can't my legs corporate for once.'

Those dudes were so good-looking … my eyes have been blessed.

But why embrass me?..

The man she helped was probably the best out of them his grey eyes look so pretty
Ahhhh. ....

But only if he hadn't opened his mouth.

Humph.

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How was the first meet?

I tried my best and might edit some details as the story goes on.