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There was no stopping him. He was too strong, powerful, brave.

Determined.

When he released the ropes tying me to the wooden posts, I collapsed in his arms. He cradled me against him as he ran from the room, through the lobby which smelled so much like death, outside into the fresh air. Only then did look down on me.

The light was so bright, and I’d been in darkness for so long, that my eyes didn’t have time to adjust.

I couldn’t see his face. Only his eyes. Bright, flashing, jade green eyes under thick, dark brows. Passionate. Kind. Eyes I had never seen before.

I woke with a start, looking around my silent bedroom like it wasn’t the same room I’d slept in for years.

Dreams could be like that, so deep and real they could make a person forget they were a dream at all.

I shook off the cobwebs and rolled onto my side, facing the clock.

Five thirty. And for the first time in months, I wasn’t afraid to go back to sleep.

Who was he?I wondered as I drifted back off.