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       THIRD PERSON'S POV.

  He came out of his car elegantly, closing the door behind him. Moving swiftly passing the keys to the security at the entrance. He headed towards the glass doors, another security rushed opening the door for him as he greeted him. Nodding his head as response and  entered the building. the female workers started whispering and ogling at him discreetly, greetings from every corner being thrown at him. Barely acknowledging them, he entered the elevator and pressed his floor number. 
     The elevator finally reached its stop, releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding and got out. His secretary was seated at her desk, right before his office. Immediately she noticed him, she started adjusting her top to expose her cleavage and stood up.
    "Good morning sir" she said In a voice that was meant to be sexy. (I almost burst out laughing😹). "Morning" he said without looking at her and entered his office. She sat back down on her seat frowning. Muttering some words under her breath.
     Nabeel was seated in his posh black leather seat , looking at some papers. The office was beautiful and expertly decorated. The theme was black, white and ash. It had that simple masculine feel to it and of course expensive aura. It was so beautiful one could get lost admiring it.

      ***Nabeel's POV ***

I saw some old papers and files on my desk, they were from my former office. Ever since the incident , I never went back there. It had too many memories of her. The therapist had warned of more frequent episodes if I saw any triggers.
I was looking for an important file I left there. There were too many of them, so I called my secretary to collect them and help me find it.
     "Sir, you called me." She said in a weird voice. "Yes, take this files and help me find the spreadsheet for the cement industry from a year ago" I said handing the files to her.
   She turned to leave as an envelope fell from the files in her hand. She bent and picked it up, looking at it curiously.

  "What is it? " I asked.
"It's just an old envelope, I'll dispose it sir."
   "No, hand it over"
She passed it to me, observing the envelope, I noticed her still standing there.
   " you may leave now" I said sternly as she turned and leaves.
     Hearing the door close, I opened the envelope curiously. My breath got hitched in my throat. i couldn't believe my eyes.
      It was a picture of her, My mouth went dry. I couldn't look at it anymore, throwing it on the marble floor. I couldn't breathe , I needed to get out right now.
      Standing up hastily without seeing were I was going exactly , I exited the office almost running.
      "Sir, is everything alright? Did something happen? " I heard faintly. I couldn't answer, I just needed to leave asap. I ran towards the staircase, I would suffocate in an elevator.
  The next thing I know I was outside .

**Third person's POV .**

     He dashed out of the office complex tugging on his tie and yanking it off.
He looked ragged with bloodshot eyes, breathing heavily.

His secretary would follow him, but she knows he hates pity , so she stayed back.  The security at the entrance was behind him with concern etched on his face. It wasn't a new thing though, they're already used to this kinds of episodes their boss has.

"Get me my car! He said almost in a whisper, his voice barely audible.
But oga u can't drive in this state, the security said worriedly.

"I said get me my fucking car! Nabeel shouted which the security hurried on his feet running to get the car from the parking lot.

Nabeel stood there barely aware of his surrounding, all he felt was pain in his chest, his heart hurt, his head hurt, everywhere hurts, nobody understands what's he's feeling, they don't know what is hunting him in his sleep and even when he's awake.

He needed saving, but there's no one ...just him. Just then he dropped to his knees as he saw another image from the incident and let out a heart wrenching cry. Sweating profusely and lost in his delusional world.

" uhmm...are you okay? " he heard a sweet voice say, bringing him back to reality as he froze in position.
" are you okay? Do you need help? The same voice repeated bringing him out of his trance.
He quickly collected himself and stood up. " I'm fine and I don't need your help or anyone's help, I hope you mind your business next time!" ..he lashed out on her.
" oga ga makullin da mota ( sir here are keys and the car) " says the security.
He collected the keys and without throwing a second glance at girl, got in his car and left.

The girl was left there shocked at his outburst . she was only trying to help after all.
    "Madam sorry, ba halin oga bane " the security apologized.
   "Babu komai, daman taimako  ne, nazo wucewa na ganshi" she said smiling.
      His secretary came out as she saw the scene unfold. "Thank you, but please next mind your business" she stated with a wicked smirk on her face and went back inside.
    "Madam don't mind her kinji? " the security said with concern on his face.
    "Baa Komai, sai anjima" (its no problem, bye.) She said still surprised at the woman's behavior and wondering who she was to be that stuck up and rude.

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PS: third person POV is Same as narrator's POV .