MARCO'S POV.

I was coming back from a meeting with my friends when I came across an old woman. She seemed to be lost and even though I didn't want to get anyone to come in between my journey, I had no choice but to ask her what was wrong and if she needed help.

"Ma'am, are you alright? Do you need help?" I asked her. She turned her head and stared at me for a while before shaking it.

"No, I don't."

"So, you are fine, right?" I wanted to be very sure. She nodded positively and I sighed in relief. Just as I turned to leave, she spoke....