66- The Third One

Third person pov

Justin was pacing in the corridor waiting for the doctors to come out of Ashley’s room. All he wanted to do right now was barge inside and take her home. Thankfully she gained consciousness while he was taking her to the hospital.

He leaned his forehead against the wall placing his palms on it. He was getting frustrated with each passing minute when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He jumped up and spun around. The man who owned the cotton candy stall in the small market was standing behind him. By now Justin had totally forgotten about him.

“She will be fine, Sir.” He tried to calm Justin quite awkwardly. Maybe because there was a clear difference in class and status between them.

“I could not even ask your name,” Justin told him humbly, “Thank you for saving her.” Apparently, he was the one who had pulled Ashley out of harm’s way but unfortunately, Ashley’s head had bumped into something hard making her unconscious on the spot.

“I understand, sir. My name doesn’