His True self

Tara pov:

I opened my eyes with a smile that lingered in the corner of my lips. As I wish I had a dream with Zale. It was a beautiful dream. I look at the time. I realized that I overslept today. I am already late to work. No one wake me up today.

I rushed to the bathroom did my business. I wear a cream pencil skirt along with a black shirt. Black is my color. I feel confident when I wear black. I went down. My family is having breakfast.

“Grands, I am leaving. I am late already” I said and took an apple to eat on the way. I don’t want to straw.

“This girl” I heard my grandma say. I booked a cab already. I am on the way to the office. But, I feel someone is following me. I turned around to look. There are more cars and bikes behind me. nothing not odd then why am I feeling this way.

I reached the office 30minutes late today. I informed Kevin already that I will be late today. I was waiting for the elevator with the crowd. I hate to be in the crowd. It suffocates me. Now, I don’t