Anne continued to cry while her arms were wrapped around his narrow waist tightly. If Merek hadn't come, she would have been raped by those filthy men! She'd never felt this relief and fear in her entire life.
It took some time before Anne's sobs eventually died down, but still she didn't seem to want to let go of him. Thus Merek continued to run his hand up and down her back. In all his life, he had never been this worried for anybody before, he had run all the way to the gangs establishment with his heart pounding in fear of what if they'd done something to her.
Few minutes later, as if coming back to his senses, Merek thought it was inappropriate to keep hugging her like this, so he gently pushed away from the hug, and immediately Anne glanced up at him with her puppy cute eyes, her lashes were still wet with tears.
Seeing the blood on Merek's face, her mind went back to the man's head on the floor, Anne slowly turned towards the headless body.
