There was a mild tap on his door and he knew it was her. Just the prospect of seeing her somehow made him happy from within in a weird way. He himself didn't know in what twisted way his fate was playing with him and his emotions. 

He knew it wasn't her. So not her. But just the thought of seeing that face again, made him feel alive. His fate was twisted, and somehow he was twisting it even further.

So taking a deep breath he said,

"Come on in."

Akira stepped inside his examination room. As she had to rush in, she had forgotten her jacket and there was no way in which any man could ignore the delightful sight of her in that sheer blouse top and pencil skirt. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

She looked all prim, groomed and exquisite. So much so that a little part of him dies within as he saw her. How bad he wished it was her. How bad he wished her ident.i.ty to be swapped with that of Alita. But all his thoughts were clipped as she said,

"Hi."

Gulping his spit and reordering