One more chance

(Paula pov) It has been 1 month since the incident. I was at the grocery store after work. I grabbed a bottle of Starbucks. When a man ran into me and made me drop the bottle. (Me): oh, no now I have to clean this up. I said (Person): oh, I'm very sorry. He said while he bends down to help me clean it up. (Me): no need I got it. I said standing up. (Person): no, let me help you. It was my fault. My name is simon. And you are? He said handing me his hand. (Me): oh, I'm paula. Not shaking his hand. (Simon): oh, come on. I don't bit. He said holding his hand. (Me): ya, I better go. I said walking away . (Simon): okay, see you around and sorry about the incident. He shouted out to me. One week passes .... I was walking from work when I saw simon again. I walked slowly not making eye contact. I didn't want him to notice me. (Simon):oh Paula. Hi. Do you remember me? (Paula): oh hi, Simon. I said looking down. (Simon): hey, are you okay. He said staring at me. Tell me?