#Chapter37

"What the hell happened to your face, Girl?" The boy asked me.

For a second, I lost focus and completely forgot what he was asking me. The only thing that was going in my head was the fact that he was the person behind this door and he was the one who denied me entry. The same person who asked me to leave or face the consequence of facing the police. He was fighting with a robber or pick - pocketer

And I just helped the same person. Damn ... this seemed to be a recurring theme in my life. Helping a jerk be a jerk. First Mike and...