PUBLIC ATTENTION

Ryan Pov.....

As I helped her into the car, I noticed how damp her hands were. She had been visibly nervous for a while, and I couldn't figure out why.

"We're going to have to act like we're in love," I whispered in her ear. "I know it's not ideal, but it's the only way to keep us safe. If anyone suspects anything, it could be very dangerous for us."

She nodded, her eyes wide with fear. I could tell she was struggling to process everything that was happening. "I understand," she said quietly.

"You're not finished telling me about the mark on your breast. I know there's more to the story, and I want to hear the whole thing."

"When I was taken, my captor was a cruel and heartless man. He marked my chest with a burning piece of wood," she said, her voice shaking as she spoke. I studied her for a moment, trying to decide if I believed her story. It sounded far-fetched, but something in her eyes made me think she might be telling the truth.

"Are you sure, Olivia?" I try to act tough to see