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“Did someone hurt you?” he asked quietly.
He had a good look at her disheveled appearance. His eyes traveled from her frightened eyes, to her bound hands that she failed to hide, then to her grazed bare feet.
Kelsi didn’t say anything. She was still wary of the man, although she did feel that he wasn’t one of the bad guys. But she knew she couldn’t trust anyone.
“Come over here,” he said as he slowly moved around the bench and sat on it. He lightly patted the seat beside him. “We can just talk, you know.”
Kelsi still didn’t move, but she started to let her guard down. If the man had any ill intentions, he would have already forcibly taken her at this point.
“Are your hands tied? It must be uncomfortable. I can help you get them off.” he said. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”
Kelsi nodded. She had to trust him at this point. He may be the only one that could help. Or he could turn out to be one of those psychopath murderers and stab her on the spot. She winced inwardly at the second thought.
The man slowly took out a pocket knife and flicked it open.
Kelsi flinched and closed her eyes. This is it. It’s the end for me, she thought while waiting for the knife to s***h her.
But nothing of the sort happened.
She opened her eyes and found herself looking at a pair of dark gray eyes. His face was so close to hers, she could study every detail on his face. He looked a little older than her, probably in his early twenties. He had fair skin, a few shades lighter than hers. For a second she was mesmerized with all the light being reflected in his sharp but gentle-looking eyes. Her eyes instinctively moved down to his full lips, one corner was drawn up in a reassuring smile.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he whispered.
Kelsi’s heart started beating fast, but this wasn’t the same feeling back when she was still fearing for her life. She wasn’t sensing any danger.
She felt safe. Secure. She also felt a nervous flutter in her stomach.
She quickly averted her eyes as she felt her face flush.
The man smiled.
“My name is Aki. What’s your name?” he asked.
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