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Like The Wind
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Bersambung, Awal publikasi Sep 01, 2011
With his voice lowered and his tone softened, he stood up and walked over to me. He tried to put his arms around me, but I flinched away.

       " Please DON'T touch me...I think you've already touched me enough" I whispered with tears brimming in my eyes.

      "Is that what this is all about?" he asked " We...we talked about that...and how that...that was just an accident. I'm...I'm sorry that happened. We're still friends!"  he assured with a nervous smile, reaching out to put a hand on my shoulder. 

         I didn't want him to touch me, I didn't want any of this to be happening. How did everything turn so bad so fast. I wish I could simply go back to the way things used to be. I wanted to runaway , to just dissapear into the night. I wanted to be gone, gone Like the Wind.
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I deeply inhale and after a few seconds, exhale. Sooner or later, I'll have to return. Stalling won't help. The call gave me new strengths and lifted me back up on my feet. I can't show him the consequences he made. I have to stay strong. With newfound determination, I walk back to his office. The door is still open, so I step in and close them behind me. I finally see him behind a desk, with his head enveloped in his hands. At the sound of the door, he lifts his gaze up but lowers it back down again. I almost feel sorry for him, but the alarms in my head ring, reminding me not to get tricked. He is the one, who deceived me first. I lift my head up high and loudly start to introduce myself, formally addressing him. "Hello, I am Mia Rose, your new assistant," and extend my hand. He looks at me surprised and his smile turns into a gentle one. I think I see a speck of sadness in his eyes, but my attention is drawn to his hand. "Hello, I'm Mark Adams, a professional photographer. Nice to meet you," and shakes my hand. I notice he addresses me formally as well. His handshake is strong but still gentle. I feel like he doesn't want to let go, but soon does and sits back in his chair.