Safe

“I told you… I’m alright,” Maeve said again, her voice muffled against Garrick’s neck. “You don’t have to carry me like this. Garrick, everyone’s staring.” She tried to hide her face, but that only made her more aware of the dozens of eyes following them.

After beating Lucien into the floor, Garrick hadn’t even bothered to clean himself properly. He had grabbed Lucien’s abandoned white coat, wiped