The work was a nightmare that day. She started feeling that she was about to fall into the bottomless pit, almost hell could it be. The walls in her cubicle were pushing her into the despair.
"That's enough' she thought, got up, took a walk. She saw him, an alpha and omega, he was standing in a library, looking for some book. He was not tall at all. Probably shorter than her. Why did it matter? Love does not measure the hight.
The fall was upon her. She loved fall. It was her favorite time of yeah, not like spring--" three people died, froze to death."
This mantra was getting old. Her suffering was getting old.
She knew she was mean to him but may be it was a way to search for protection, to seek some attention. Attention. Was she trying to get his attention by any means? She was desperate and lost. And he was not in a hurry to offer any protection