A mistake? Heavens

Swiftly, Kaylar darted towards the exit, her heart pounding in her chest.

As she darted out of the room she ran into a hard surface and desperately looked up.

"You are here," She said as she clung to Wayne, her breathing ragged, a mix of relief and fear still coursing through her veins, she couldn't help but feel a wave of gratitude wash over her.

Wayne, ever the protector, wrapped his strong arms around her, providing a sense of safety and comfort.

Resting his chin atop her head, Wayne's voice was filled with concern. "Are you alright, Kaylar? Did he hurt you?"

Kaylar shook her head, her voice barely a whisper. "No, I'm okay now. But... Wayne, he... forced me to drink. I couldn't stop him."

Wayne's features hardened, a flicker of anger passing across his eyes. He understood the gravity of the situation.

Slowly, he detached himself from Kaylar, gently draping his suit jacket around her shoulders as a protective gesture.

"Stay right here, Kaylar," Wayne instructed softly, his