Rowie heaved a sigh for the nth time but the violent beating of her heart did not stop. It just kept
on hammering inside her chest like someone wanted to break it.
The taxi driver kept on glancing in her direction, worried about the girl's condition. He asked,
"Are you okay, ma'am? Here is a bottle of water. I haven't opened it yet."
Rowie accepted the water with a trembling hand. She finished the bottle in one go before
thanking the driver. "I am okay," Rowie answered. "I'm just a bit nervous. I am meeting someone
tonight so..."
"Is it a date?"
"Kind of. I am meeting with my... dad."
"Oh..." The driver smiled. "This must be your first meeting with him. Good luck with that.
Everything will be okay; I am telling you."
She answered him with a smile before looking outside the windo
