“I-I so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." I straighten her up, and when she backs away from me and loses the connection between the two is us, I immediately regret it.
“It's my fault really."
Her eyes lift from the ground up to me and when her eyes lock on me once again, I feel my feet go from underneath me. Not just beautiful, she's perfect.
“I- uh.... I should go." Walking away as quickly as she can, I watch her as she steps way, looking back every few feet to see that my eyes are still trained on her. Two sets of frozen hands wrap around my arm and when I look down, I see Cassandra is eyeing the same angel that I was.
“Who was that woman Bronson?" Looking back over to where the mysterious girl escaped, I shake my head and mumble the words that flow uneasily out of my mouth
