CHAPTER FOUR
“I’m going out to the CAA truck,” Ariel turned her gaze to the guard. “Would you mind coming out on the stairs at least? It’s dark, and I don’t feel very safe,” she explained, feeling stupid for uttering those words.
An independent woman always took care of herself, after all. However, that evening, Ariel didn’t feel too sure of herself and doubted every move she made.
The man looked at her with some confusion, but then he nodded hesitantly. Women turned out to be fancy creatures sometimes. However, the man had learned not to contradict them too often. That made for a comfortable living.
The guardian knew well the woman he had before his eyes. He saw her every day, after all. She was always dressed nicely. The young woman walked with her head high and looked at people haug
