The arms that engulfed her felt very familiar and so was his scent. She didn't have to turn around nor hear him speak to know who it was.
"Erik, you are here. Oh my gosh, you are bleeding." She whispered
Erik hugged her tightly. He closed his eyes trying not to remember the scene he witnessed a few minutes ago. That scene when that lunatic raised his hand and tried to slash Aryana's face.
He trembled from both fear and anger. He did not feel the pain in his hand until Aryana spoke and told him that he was bleeding.
Aryana turned to look at Erik. Her eyes were filled with worry.
"Take off you coat." She said as she helped him take off his coat.
She unbuttoned the button on the wrist of his sleeve and gently rolled it up. She winced when she saw the cut on his hand which was around eight centimeters from his wrist.
