"I’m Lisa, and that handsome giant over there is my brother, Carson," Lisa said, her voice a little too bright, a little too eager. She pointed toward the door where a tall, blonde-haired guy stood. He was easily 6'1", with the lean, functional muscle of someone who spent as much time in a gym as he did working for a living. He gave me a sheepish smile, his bright blue eyes filled with a warmth I wasn't used to. In the prison I’d called home, men were things to be feared, but Carson looked like he didn't have a cruel bone in his body. "Hey," he said, stepping into the room. "You look better. We were surprised how fast you healed, but I guess you’ve got a strong constitution." "Thanks for helping me. I… I really appreciate it," I mumbled, my voice still thinned by exhaustion. Lisa bit her lip, tilting her head as she studied me. "Can you remember what happened? We found you near the road, totally… well, you didn't have any clothes on. We were just coming back from a h
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