A Date with Her

*Stuart's POV*

I watched her walk down the dark alley. I can't imagine a former princess now living the life of a pauper. She lived in a very crowded squatter area, an opposite environment to the mansion where she grew up. I sighed frustratedly as I recalled how I treated her these past weeks. I was such a fool! I noticed her sad eyes and her different smile, but I did not bother to know why she wore them.

I closed my eyes and pictured her sad image when she looked at me before getting inside the room. I know she does not like what she is doing, but she has no choice. I want to help her. I want to take her away from the life she is now in. But how? How can I help her without her thinking I am doing it because I love her? I do not want her to misinterpret my kindness.

I came to the office late because I slept poorly last night. What happened to Patricia bothered me. For a while, I tried to focus on my work, but I always looked at the glass window