Ryan didn’t walk over. He ran.
The moment he took in the scene, the way Sylvie was boxed in, the way one of the men’s hand clutched her bag, something in him snapped cleanly in half.
"Miss Wilfred..."
He was already moving before the word fully left his mouth.
She barely had time to register his voice before he was there, before his shoulder slammed into the man closest to her with enough force to knock him sideways. The impact was brutal, unexpected. The man staggered back, swearing loudly as he nearly lost his footing.
Sylvie gasped.
"Ryan!"
There was no time to say anything else.
The second man lunged towards him.
Ryan turned just in time, catching the swing meant for his jaw and shoving the man hard in the chest. The man crashed to the ground. Everything happened at once.
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