Shadows

~2

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I don't know who that was but I couldn't wrap my head around where I'd seen his face before. His face seems like a distant memory and I can't bring myself to resurface it. He was just so enticing yet something felt odd about him. And I'm still trying to figure out what.

I would've definitely stayed in his strong grip and gotten to know who he was but I was running late for work. Although Dr. Jaffar is the kindest person I've ever met, I know he doesn't appreciate me being late almost every other day.

When I reached the clinic on time, with barely 5 people in the waiting room, I wondered why I couldn't have just stayed back in the lobby for a few more minutes. Maybe even gotten to know that man's name. When he looked at me, all I saw was a deep shade of green, piercing straight through my soul knocking all the air out of my lungs. He was a masterpiece already and all I saw were his eyes. I could feel his broad and tense shoulders from underneath my hands, and oh had I wished I could just ease whatever pain he was experiencing.

Once my coffee was ready, I sauntered back to the front desk and took a long gulp of the steaming cup, hoping to swallow the inappropriate thoughts forming in my head.

*His pov*

After months of admiring from afar, I finally received the opportunity to witness my beauty up close. The feel of her flesh beneath my finger tips will definitely have me feeling tipsy for hours after our first encounter near the elevator. Her soft voice was delicate enough for me to get off just thinking about my name rolling off her tongue again. Her warm brown eyes clearly depicted her innocence and fragility which she otherwise tried to mask with great effort over the past few years. I could tell that she's been through a lot over the years - we both have. But, she was enticing and I wanted her again more than ever.

I watched her walk down to the end of the street where her workplace was located. She was a receptionist at a walk-in clinic. She always spoke to the patients in a calm and kind tone even if they were acting like complete twats. I hoped she understood that no one should ever be speaking to her that way. No one deserves to be treated like dog-shit. I would know.

But again, there she sat with a soft smile plastered on her face as she listened to an old man talk about God knows what and she nodded along to his words. As I walked through the entrance, I was immediately met with multiple pairs of eyes gawking at me. Looking at me with stares of disgust and fear as per usual. Nevertheless I tried to keep my hoodie on, shielding myself from rude stares and glances and focused on the melodic voice a few metres away.

"Mrs. Williams? Dr. Jaffar will be seeing you now," she says softly and I watch as an old woman slowly gets out of her seat with great difficulty. I could see that even with a walking stick, she had trouble walking yet no one bothered to help her out. Kamaria was about to move towards the old woman until I got up from my seat and caught the old woman before she was about to fall. Bloody fools–everyone is oblivious to their surroundings, engrossed by whatever they were doing. Nothing.

I helped Mrs. Williams toward the back where the rooms were and I could feel Kamaria's eyes on me as I did so.

"Thank you so much, lovely boy. So glad to see someone still cares about us old folks," she says with a weak chuckle, patting my head in the process.

"No worries, you take care ma'am," I respond, seeing her off with a small nod and a smile that she couldn't see. As I began walking away back into the front, I heard her voice.

"That was sweet of you."

I stop in my tracks and turn around to face the beautiful girl.

"It was no biggie." I shrugged my shoulders and kept my head low.

"We've met before." My head perked up suddenly to see her hesitant demeanor. Did she actually remember? "We met in the lobby today."

Oh. She didn't remember. I tilt my head back down.

"Uhh-"

"What's your name, if you don't mind me asking?" She's walking towards me slowly because I can see the shadow of her figure moving.

This is it. If I tell her, it's over. She'll remember and then she'll take one good look at me and try to forget. They all do.

"Are you alright?" She asks slowly, cautiously as if her voice were to scare me. Quite the opposite effect it has in fact.

Taking one long, deep breath, I tilt my head back up and prepare for the worst as I reach for my hoodie and pull it down.

All I can see is her beautiful face contorted in confusion change into that of shock, and then pain as realization sets in.

"Harry," she whimpers as her brown eyes become glossy and pink lips begin to tremble.

She remembers.

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