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"Don't you touch me, Ryan." She said, halting my hand before I could reach her face. She looked away briefly, then back at me, her expression darker. I grew even more perplexed, I hadn’t done anything to offend her. I was just fortunate to be there to save her from whatever they had planned.

Where did she expect me to take her? I had also passed out, and when I woke up, we were already near the mansion. Calling Alex over was for her, not because of the injury on my head.

"Do you have a problem with me, Emily? All I did was save you. I couldn’t even catch the idiot who did that to you."

"Fine, you saved me, but didn’t you think you should have just taken me home? You brought me here and made my parents panic?" She said, though it sounded more like she was questioning me for doing something good.

It dawned on me, she was right; I hadn’t thought about her family. Everything that happened yesterday was out of my control, from the argument with my mom to finding her at the restaurant, b
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