Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

The lights in the office flickered out abruptly, leaving Josefina stumbling into the comforting embrace of warmth.

Oliver held her close, his voice a soothing whisper in her ear, "Don't be scared."

The dark had long been a source of terror for Josefina, a fear rooted in childhood nights spent locked in pitch-dark rooms. From those days on, she couldn't bear to be in the dark without light.

It was a scorcher of a summer, and with the air conditioner humming in the background, the office curtains were drawn, shielding the interior from the faint glow of streetlamps and leaving the room in an eerie darkness.

Josefina's grip tightened on Oliver's arm, her panic palpable to him, tinged with an undeniable dread.

"Hold on, I'll pull back the curtains. Once there's light, it'll all be fine," Oliver reassured her as he held her close.

Gritting her teeth, Josefina fought to quell the fear clawing at her insides, inching her way to the window with Oliver's guidance.

curtains flung open, the outside light spilled in, lessening

and caught sight of Oliver's resolute jawline. Their eyes met as she looked up and he

back," Oliver suggested, worried that Josefina might unravel completely. He took her

with the door lock. He pulled out his phone and sighed. "We've got a

her silence speaking volumes of her fiery

I'd stoop so low as to trap us together? I'm no saint,

to deduce who would resort to such shameless tactics against her. Using the dim light from outside, she hastily packed her belongings into her bag. "Oliver, step back,"

aside," Oliver said, taking her arm.

back as Oliver's foot slammed against the door with a

hand

to get out fast. "I'll get you out of here," he said as he prepared

my hand first.

kick through. Shattered glass could hurt someone. Standing to the side, Josefina slipped a