"Yeah, I'm okay."
And 'okay' became the word which hid all my pain and sufferings underneath it.
"No, you definitely are not." Yeah, I'm not fine.
"Thank you for that, but I'll manage." I have been trying to manage myself for the past 6 months.
"Tell me your address, and I'll drop you."
"But..."
"No buts."
Was it alright to let a stranger do that?
"Don't worry, I know you're scared cause I'm a stranger, but don't worry I can treat you better than the way Donald Trump treats America. I know I can treat you better."
What if he's another of the bullies?
"And yes, I'm not like those idiots. I can feel you."
"How is that?"
"My elder sister went through the same."