I was just attacked. I could have been raped. I’m caked in blood from my busted lip, and I can already feel a bruise welting on my jaw. And Oliver Lynch rescued me. The man unable to even touch another human being just fought off my attacker without a second thought. “You saved my life.” My words are a hoarse whisper, my voice ragged from the screams. We sit across from each other on my bedroom floor, staring at one another through the cover of darkness, listening as the sirens grow closer. Oliver responds so softly, I almost don’t hear him. “I always save you.”
