"What's your name? Can I know your name?"
My name? Me? This guy....
"You can call me Twaila."
"Just Twaila?"
I nodded my head to answer his question. I introducing myself to strangers. Unbelievable. I've been avoiding it all this time, so I don't have a single friends.
He was not too suspicious. But those red-eyed features were rare to see. He said from the next country, huh? Is the read eye color popular in that country?
"It's already midnight. Where do you live?"
"I living around here and..."
He took his robe back and getting ready. I suddenly got up and said.
"No need to take me. I can go home by myself. Anyway, It's not far from here."
"What if they chasing you again? I'll take you home safety. No need to hesitate."
"But..."
It does have a point. If they come back, I won't be able to fight it. I hate a bunch of men. I hate this trauma.
"Come on...Let's go now."
