Third Person's Pov: Hayden can't help but worry that the entire incident of today has possibly pushed River beyond return.Wordlessly with a solemn face, he carries her in his arms. Up the stairs and into a spare guest room.He was well aware of the mess Arnold Knot's men had made in his mansion. And he wasn't at all pleased with it. But he wanted to take care of River first.He gently lays her down on the neatly dressed King sized bed, and quietly but tenderly covers her with a thick blanket.She had fallen asleep on his shoulders, on the drive home. Her breathing was steady but a bit heavy.And right now the sight of her at gun point kept replaying in his mind.Only now did he realize, as he stared at her sleeping figure. Just how much she truly mattered to him. He clenches his fists at his side, his rage rising with each memory that resurfaces. He had successfully pulled her into his dark life, but it was too late to stop now. He won't let her go, he refuses to. He couldn't imagi
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