"Get off her!"
Hans threw a hard punch on Daren's jaw. The impact sent him stumbling and falling to the side, and his shoulder hit the countertop, causing him to wince. Faith, without having to think twice, ran towards Hans who had offered his hand and he pulled her to his side. She clung onto his shirt like a scared kitten, shaking and seeking for protection. If he hadn't come to her rescue, she could have died. She was grateful for his impeccable timing and most of all, she felt safer when he wrapped his arms around her. It was warm and comforting. From there, her bottled up emotions sizzled out and she broke into sobs.
He was about to scold Daren for what he did when Theo came rushing inside the kitchenette. The shards of glass scattered on the wet floor made him stop and look at the
