I started to REALLY worry.
I took a step forward
as she took one back.
It's only natural to be afraid
when one has gone through something so horrible,
if not much worse.
Regardless-
"It's okay. I won't hurt you."
Tears well up in her eyes
as she falls onto her knees.
Ah...poor girl.
I gently embraced her trembling, fragile body.
"Run away with me,
away from the bastard
who's given you nothing but Hell."
She looked at me with teary eyes.
After some hesitation,
she eventually took my hand.
This is the story of how we met,
but the story doesn't end there.