A middle aged man who saw no sign of her leaving approached her.
" I'm fine. " She answered forlornly with a faint smile.
The man was unconvinced. He had seen her crying for over an hour and didn't want to leave her there alone.
" Are you sure you're okay? Look, this place is not safe at this time for a young girl like you. I'm a taxi driver, I can drop you wherever you want. This place... "
" Mister, thanks for caring but I'm really okay... "
Her throat tightened and she started chewing on her lower lip. She looked away, she wouldn't allow anybody to witness her pathetic state.
"I'll be fine after sometime, don't worry." More than the man, she was assuring herself that she'd be okay. All these would be over.
Having no other choice or way to convince her, he silently sighed glancing at her swollen red face.
