At the very last second, someone grabbed Sylvia and pulled her into a tight embrace, rolling with her off the street and onto the sidewalk.

All around them, people were screaming, but Sylvia could only hear her own ragged breathing-well, that, and the pained grunt of the man holding her.

Instinctively, she clung to his shirt, knuckles white.

Sensing her fear, the man tightened his hold just a bit more. "It's okay. Let's get up."

His voice snapped her back to reality. Sylvia glanced up at him, a swirl of emotions tangled in her chest.

It was Rupert.

Or maybe it was her imagination, but his lips looked a little pale.

"You..." she started, but before she could finish, a concerned bystander rushed over to help them up.

"Are you two alright?"

Sylvia shook her head, but the words got stuck in her throat.

When she looked at Rupert again, he was as calm and composed as ever, giving the Good Samaritan a grateful nod.

Just then, the SUV driver rolled down his window and, in classic jerk fashion, started yelling.

"What the hell are you doing? Flirting in the street? You wanna get yourselves killed? Don't drag the rest of us into your mess!"

With that, he stomped the gas and sped off, dumping all the blame on Sylvia and Rupert.


Sylvia made a move to chase after the car, but Rupert caught her wrist.

That's exactly

her mind: someone had shoved her into the road, and the SUV had come barreling out of nowhere at just

accident. That was

her shiver. Was this how people tried to kill you these days-right out

say to Rupert, when she

moving against the flow of people straight toward

jolted through

need to

down at their joined hands, his voice

look. "I'm not joking. The guy who pushed me is coming over." Rupert's eyes

the time Sylvia came back to her senses, she realized

should've stayed where there were more people. Why are we in this alley? There's


we let them go today, they'll just come after

instantly. Planting her feet, she refused to go any further into

"No! Your injury-"

much, and tried to let

But

holding her

what you were

say," Sylvia muttered,

pretend you said

even in the dim streetlight. It felt like

Sylvia

esca Oka

step back, trying to

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