Even though I was terrified, I planted myself between him and danger without a second thought.
Until a bottle smashed against my head and everything went black.
When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed. The first thing I saw was Alfred's scrutinizing gaze fixed on me.
"Maria Sullivan, why would you do something like that?"
I stared at him, completely lovesick. "Because..."
The words I like you were right on the tip of my tongue.
Then the sharp click of heels echoed from the hallway.
"Alfred, I heard some girl saved you. I came to check on you..."
A woman walked in carrying a fruit basket. The moment she appeared, I watched Alfred's perpetually cold face soften into something warm.
He stood and introduced her. "This is my friend, Maud Matthews."
Then he turned to Maud, his voice gentle. "Didn't you say you were busy today? How'd you find the time to come?"
Maud draped her arm casually over Alfred's shoulder. "We grew up together. You and me go way back. You think I'd just sit around when I heard you got hurt?"
She must have noticed me staring, because she quickly added, "Don't get the wrong idea, sweetheart. We've known each other since we were in diapers. That's all it is."