The door slammed as he stepped out. He had come regardless of all the voices of friends that had told him not to. She figured that apart from his good looks and outstanding charm it was his autonomy that made her fall desperately in love with him. "Who did this? ", he asked. "Give me a name". She sat reluctant knowing fully well what would happen if she exposed his best friends actions. Besides he hadn't hurt her intentionally. He helped her to her feet and before she could take a step he lifted her off the ground, putting her to lie on the back seat in the vehicle. It was undeniable that he was perfect, not exaggerating she could say he was an epitome of pulchritude. He slowly pushed the door close and then stepped away from the car staring into the the fading sun. He was obviously infuriated, but always had a way to stay calm regardless of how bad things were. He then turned and stared directly into her eyes. It was like time took a pause in that very moment because she could feel a rush of feelings she could not understand. In that moment all her insecurities had vanished. She knew she was safe.
Foxtales contest Week 13: My entry
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