In a stranger's embrace

His arm was sturdy.

It was as if time stopped, the music ceased, and everything came to a standstill as I peered into the cold eyes of the male currently preventing my fall.

Looking into his golden eyes, which were so much like my husband's, I felt warm and safe.

“Be careful.” He said in a gruff voice. “You wouldn't want to hurt those legs of yours, will you?”

Somehow, his voice sounded familiar. Yet, I couldn't pinpoint where I heard it.

“What's wrong? Love my mask?” He asked when he noticed that I still had my focus on him.

At his words, I blushed.

The man was still holding me tight, yet he was indirectly accusing me of staring at him.

“Can you help me up?” I gulped.

“Oh, sorry.” He helped me stand.

“No problem.” I smiled shyly before I glanced over at Baddy.

She stood like a statue as she watched my saviour as if he were one of a kind dessert that happened to make an appearance just now.

She didn't even bother sparing me a glance, since her entire focus was on the man.

“Baddy!