#WritcoStoryPrompt9

CHAPTER 1 :

The cry was faint but I heard loud and clear it as I walked past the dark bushes. My steps faltered. It was late and I wasn’t sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source.
But something drew me towards it, and before I knew it, I was crouched down next to the bushes, peering inside.

There she was- the love of my life, Sarrah. Her beautiful face was twisted in pain, and her dress was ripped and torn. I was shocked to see her in such a state. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear.

Owen,she whispered, sounding relieved yet terrified at the same time.

I helped her out of the bushes and held her close. She told me that she had been followed by a stalker who had attacked her. I was filled with anger and a burning desire to protect her.

Let me take you home,I said, my heart racing with fear and love for her.

As we walked home, my love for Sarrah and my hate for her attacker grew stronger.

To be continued..........







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