Amara’s POV
"Are you okay?" Alex asked, his voice softer now.
I nodded shakily, my heart still racing. "I... I think so."
He reached out, his hand brushing against my cheek. "You’re safe now. I won’t let anyone hurt you."
I looked up at him, gratitude and something else swirling in my chest. "Thank you, Alex. You saved me."
Before he could respond, another voice interrupted us.
"Amara!"
I turned to see Ryder.
"Are you okay?" Ryder asked.
“I’m fine,” I cut him off coldly, stepping away from him.
Ryder’s expression fell, but he pressed on. "Amara, please. I know I’ve hurt you, but I need to explain. I—"
“Enough!” I snapped, my voice trembling with anger. "I don’t want to hear your excuses, Ryder. You don’t get to act concerned after everything you’ve done."
He reached ou
