17. Steven

"Di...did you kill them...?" Faith asked, her voice trembling as she struggled to catch her breath, still recovering from the near panic attack she had just experienced.

Faith's heart pounded in her chest, its rhythm echoing the residual fear that lingered from the harrowing ordeal she had just endured. Gasping for air, she struggled to regain control over her trembling body. The man who had emerged as her savior stood by her side, a pillar of strength in the midst of chaos. His presence alone provided a much-needed respite from the overwhelming terror that had threatened to consume her.

As she caught her breath, Faith dared to glance at her surroundings, her eyes still haunted by the images of violence and danger that seemed to lurk in every shadow. The man remained silent, his unwavering gaze fixed upon her. She felt a surge of anticipation, desperately hoping for a response to her burning question.

The man, her savior, had pulled her out of that small hellish situation and into the