Willing to Help

"Mia, aren't you tired from following me around all day?" Ella asked, feeling a bit guilty.

Mia smiled softly. "Not at all! I used to have intense training every day. Being your bodyguard is actually much more relaxing."

Ella was at a loss for words. She and Mia seemed to come from completely different worlds.

Mia was quiet and refined. Though she was a bit taller than Ella, her frame looked even smaller.

As Ella walked out of the restroom, her face flushed from the alcohol. Suddenly, a little boy came stumbling toward her and accidentally bumped into her leg.

The child immediately plopped onto the floor and burst into tears.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry! It's my fault, I must've bumped into you!" Ella quickly knelt down to help the boy up, feeling guilty as she saw his small face crumple with tears.