"Move aside, move aside," Aziyat was quick on her toes.
"If he asks me why I am late, I can't say that I was busy saving you. I need to keep an eye on him. I need to maintain my reputation. You can do this Aziyat, still there's ten more minutes left before the meeting starts," she thought while fastening her speed even more.
She was about to climb up the stairs that joins the company entrance to the ground while she collided with someone.
"My dear creator, save my face. My parents won't allow surgery and I am poor," she mentally prayed, her eyes were closed.
And someone wrapped their arms around her waist, preventing her from falling. Her senses came back and she quickly opened her eyes.
Ready to thank her saviour who saved her reputation from touching the ground, with her body.
But she didn't expect to see a woman with green eyes and short hair, looking at her face without blinking.
She gave her an awkward smile.
