ARROGANT STRANGER

As Ayana carefully made her way down the bustling street, a sense of purpose filled her stride. She clutched the bundle of paintings she had poured her heart into, eager to deliver them to Mrs. Jones, a local art enthusiast who had commissioned her work. She was the same client from the exhibit, and true to her words, she had called a few days later and explained what she wanted to Ayana. And that day, even if the steam of what had happened at the exhibit was still on, Ayana had an obligation to fulfill, and that was delivering her masterpieces.

Adam would have come with her, but there was a meeting at Lyana’s school, and he had gladly and voluntarily offered to go. However, his agreement with Ayana was that she would patiently wait for him until the meeting was over so that he could drive her to Mr. and Mrs. Jones house. But she was enthusiastic to wait. Every second felt like a failure of her professionalism, until her ass could no longer settle on the couch.

She had set off and hai