I ran, screaming for help, but there was no one around.
In high heels, I couldn’t move fast. Before long, they cornered me against a wall.
I struggled to push one of them away, but he was far stronger. His hands clawed at my gown, ready to tear it apart.
Then, at that critical moment, a tall figure’s cold voice rang out: “Stop.”
The two thugs froze.
Before they could react, the man moved with lightning speed and knocked them both down.
Only then did I recognize him—it was Daniel Walker.
I hurried to him, my eyes misting. “Thank you… thank God you came in time.”
Daniel shook his head. “I wasn’t in time. I was here all along.”
That one sentence made tears spill from my eyes.
Daniel and I had known each other since childhood; our families were old friends.
When I chose to marry Eric, he had gotten drunk and called me, saying he would never bother me again—but that he would always wait.
I thought he wouldn’t show up today. I never imagined he had been watching over me all along.
After the thugs fled, Daniel was about to leave.
I called out to him: “I’m supposed to get married today, but I’m missing a groom. Interested?”
His body trembled.