33. IS SHE VICTIM OR SUSPECT?

~RUBY

The police arrived in record time, and I watched numbly as the thief was taken away.

We were standing outside now, and Ash had wrapped his arms around me. I was too tired to push him away, again.

The tears had stopped, as well as the shaking. But I was still trembling lightly.

"You alright?" Ash asked softly and I nodded.

"Okay. They should be here any moment," he said, mostly to himself.

"They? Who are you—" I started to ask but was cut short by the sound of the ambulance siren blasting noise as it entered the neighborhood.

Ash must have called the ambulance, and I felt grateful that he was here, with me. I shuddered to even imagine what would have happened if he had been late, even for a minute.

Or if he had not come at all.

The medics came rushing down and started attending to me, taking care of my bruises and cuts. They asked no questions as they led me to the back of their van, and a female medic, who must have noticed my slight tremors wrapped me