Chapter 60 Her On My Mind

His dancing finger with pen halted over the files on the table, his gaze fixed on the white paper, but his lost eyes couldn't take out a word like he was in a daze with his pink lips slightly parted.
His thoughts were no longer on the important document before him; his mind had wandered off, and he couldn't fight it the moment it landed on the image of her eyes that flashed across his mind.
He remembered that day, the first day she stood before him seething, her strength, her defiance, her laughter that screams pain. His heart feels cold in a strange way remembering it; he couldn't sentence her; the urge to watch over her, the feeling to hide her away from the eyes of all that wants her dead washed over him, and ever since, he knew she was a trouble, a trouble he had to avoid.