Living was never easy for Asvaldur Alois Knight.

People had a misconception about his shiny sparkly life but as they say not all shiny things are gold. For him gold was love. He sure did had sleek fancy cars, expensive fabrics and leathers, beauties all over the world falling on his feet with all the glittery life that anyone would die to have was actually dull as dishwater.

Growing up without a mother figure and an ignorant father was sure hard but what was more difficult was having your dad bring you a stepmother who didn't had a percentage of goodness and kindness in her.

As soon as he graduated his shoulder were burdened with the weight of his father's company Ambrose Inc. The only place which had his mothers memory.

No doubt he liked buissness, hell he couldn't even think of becoming something other than a buissnessman maybe thats the reason why Ambrose Inc. is the number one company in the world, but his area of interest for a buissness was something else he believed in innovation unlike the plain backdated hotels owned by Ambrose Inc. Hell he did even try to add creativity and innovation in the hotels but the board of directors wouldn't just agree.

His problems didn't just stop there it just started when his wicked stepmother played her evil games to pull him off his chair. And now that she finally succeeded not only she pulled him off but also degraded his image by spreading rumour with help of modern day lying vultures aka the media.

It was all over the papers and channels that Asvaldur Alois Knight is a rapist. He raped women and threw them like a waste. But this did not damage his spirit he remained in his usual stoic posture what damaged him was when his father believed the witch instead of his own son and slapped him in front of the media it was enough to make on the front page of newspaper tomorrow. Not only this, his only best friend and personal assistant Andrew Hanson betrayed him that broke off the last string remaining in him.

He was always taught whatever happens is for a reason. But he couldn't put a finger that whats the reason for what happened with him. Moreover,he knew now that didn't had anyone in this world for him so why live? Why live with a burden of rapist on head? Not like he was living earlier he was just breathing and going on with whatever life offers him .

There he stood at the top most floor of the building he gave his heart and sweat working. He knew it was not easy  but he felt he didn't had a reason to live . He felt like giving everything up and to be welcomed by the enchanting air that will blew threw his face as he fell down towards his own death. 

It wasn't that simple for him. He knew he was a coward. He couldn't even dare to stand on his decision of ending his life. Who would say this man has been the best entrepreneur just a day ago.

He heard small footsteps coming towards him it didn't make any effort to look back instead it motivated him to take a step forward and lean towards the railing. Pity was the last thing he wanted. So off he was only to be stopped by a angelic voice. Did the lord send a fairy to save him?

"Isn't it funny?"

Perplexed he looked at the speaker. His doubts were confirmed after all Jesus did send a fairy from heaven just for him. There stood a petite girl with her pale paper skin, luscious rose lips and doe shaped hazel eyes. Everything about her intrigued him. A part of him was still bugging him that she was like all the girls he met before who were just after his name and fame.

"The place with the most wonderful view sometimes becomes the place where most lives goes." She continued staring at the scenic view in front of her.

He felt what she said meant deeper than it actually was. It depicted his life. Perfect, beautiful, glittery everything one needed but for him it was a burden now.

Perhaps, it all happened to him so he can finally have a much break and backlash back again.

"Listen i don't know why you are taking this step. But all I know is there are many people who actually want to live their life but can't and here you are getting a chance to live but are taking it away due to someone else. I don't know if you have some relatives or someone who loves but think about the person who carried you for nine months and undergone so much of pain to give life to you only to see you standing on top of this building to take his life. I wont stop you if you still want to take your life. But think about it."

Saying that the girl went back towards the elevator. All he knew was he had to stop her.

"Wait. I..I. You are right.  I am sorry."

She let out a dry laugh and replied.
"Its not me you should say sorry. It should be to them about whom you never thought before taking this step."

"What if I tell you I have no one to tell. I have no place to go. I have no home. No job." He wanted to test his theory of her being after his welath or trying to take advantage of him.

He was thinking telling her that he doesn't has a job or a mansion ,would make the small girl running away as most of the girls would do. But she wasn't any girl. She was a fairy. His fairy.

"Well then I did tell you that there are people up there in heaven watching you, expecting things from you and you can't just disappoint them."

Saying that she made her way towards the elevator only to suddenly stop and abruptly turn around as she remembered something.

"Wait. You said you don't have a home now? Oh my gosh how stupid of me. Uhh if you did like you could stay with me until you get another job." Befuddled he stood there this was the least he was expecting. How innocent is she? To let a stranger,  let alone a person who tried to kill himself stay with her.

Making a note of talking to her later on this matter, he nodded his head.

"Siofra" she said with her sweet voice.

"If you don't mind whats your name?"

He stood her his emotions mixed up. He was surprised, shocked and a feeling to protecting this innocent angel from the cruel world overcame into him.

"Asvaldur" he said trying to make his usual rough voice a bit gentle for her.

Perhaps he never wanted to take his life. He only wanted someone to hold his hand and be there for him.

Perhaps everything does happens for a reason.

Perhaps it was meant yo happen for him to meet his fairy.