Azariah’s car breaks down on the bumpy dirt road.
He notices a girl cycling fast toward the city — her skirt flaps, hands gripping the handles, determination in her eyes.
Predictably, she falls. But it’s not her fall that catches him off guard… it’s the mark on her leg.
His instincts scream danger, yet he finds himself… intrigued.
When she sits beside him in his car, the city’s streets can’t hide the tension.
A whispered question escapes him:
"Where is your destiny, madame?"
She stares back, unafraid.
And for the first time, Azariah realizes — this girl isn’t ordinary.
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