Contracted Girlfriend To My Hockey Mate
He looks around the same age as my mom, and honestly, he’s handsome in a way that feels familiar.
"Calm down, Martha. We’re going to get out of this place, so relax," he says as he steps closer to her.
His voice makes something in me shift. I’ve heard it before…maybe in a vision. Could he be… her brother?
But the way he touches her… his hand rests gently on her waist, and she turns to face him slowly, their foreheads nearly touching. That’s not how a brother holds his sister.
"Martha, it’s going to work, I promise you. Just relax. We’re going to get us out," he says with a soft, steady tone.