CHAPTER TWO
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THE MAN PACED BACK and forth on the corner of the street. In the beginning, when he got there, about five minutes earlier, he had decided to wait patiently. However, he was almost sure that she wouldn’t show up and had used her classes as an excuse, so she wouldn’t have to go on a date with him at all.
The young woman seemed delicate and sheltered. That led him to believe that she would avoid any further contact with him.
He had seen that type of woman before, those sheltered flowers, living in a polite world, where everything was covered under several layers of paint to deflect reality. Well, in his experience, those innocent flowers would run away like scared rabbits once they took a good look at him and his scar. None ever stuck around for a second chan
