Protecting Her 소설 & 이야기

“You can only protect her by keeping your mouth shut. Do you think anyone can protect her better than I can?” “Do you really think you can protect her?” Her voice was steady, though her chest rose and fell rapidly, betraying her anger. “If you truly wanted to protect her, you wouldn’t have done what you did. That handed her to the enemy on a silver platter—so no one, not even you, can protect her better than I can. I can shield her from what she’s not ready to see.”

"You want to kill everyone I have left? Go ahead! But the second the first shot is fired, I’m jumping. I’ll go to the rocks before I let anyone take another person from me!" She choked on a sob, her fingers gripping the shattered window frame until her knuckles were white. "I won't let you kill them," she managed to say, her hair whipping wildly across her face. "And I won't let them kill you, either." She was protecting them from me, and she was protecting me from them. I looked at her, standing there on that tiny ledge in the line of fire, and I felt my entire world tilt. My hand, the one holding the .45, started to shake.

Not from fear, but from the knowledge that the world was now watching her breathe. She was protected. And no longer unseen.

She immediately tried to position herself between us and Aida, despite her own injuries and the child in her arms. "Stay back," she said, her voice hoarse but determined. "Whatever you want, whatever game you're playing, leave my daughter out of it." The fierce protectiveness in her tone, the way she was willing to face down two predators she knew she couldn't defeat, made something in my chest tighten with respect and something deeper. "We're not here to hurt you," I said, keeping my voice calm and non-threatening as I raised my hands to show I meant no harm. "We saw what happened. We want to help."

She already felt incredibly protective of it. “Don't worry little one,” she whispered to the white dot in the photo “I've got you, and I'm not going to let anything happen to you. You're safe with me.”

But he was the one with her now. He was the one protecting her, caring for her. "Good," he murmured, fingers lingering just a second longer than necessary before letting them fall back to his side. "You're still adjusting, I know. I only want what's best for you." She nodded tightly, and he saw the controlled, blank expression she wore. He knew that, somewhere beneath that stoic mask, she was watching for an opening, testing him as he had expected her to. But it didn't matter.

Wondering if the heartache will ever go away, Lili tried everythig to free her mind of TJ Finnegan, but it wasn't working. She was truly miserable. She was numb to the world around her and she desperately wanted him back but she was just to scared to give it another chance. She felt that she was protecting herself and wasn't willing to risk her safety for her happiness. So life went on and she was slowly dying on the inside. She couldn't concentrate and she was way behind on her next book.

I’m dazed and speechless and can’t think of how to get out of this. “What right do you have to dig up shit like that?” Greta’s fierce and angry voice comes from behind me, and I’m tugged back harshly by her. Away from them, so she can put herself in between us. My little forcefield of bravery who is the type to throw herself in front of a moving car for me. She has no fear when she’s in protector mode.

Williams does something to her without my knowledge? How do I protect her?

"Don't come out; it's dangerous." "Mr. Winchester, I'm not a weak woman who can only wait for your protection," she said as she slammed the bat down on another man charging at her. Beaming at him, she continued proudly, "I can fight along your side. After all, I want to protect you too." Darren was momentarily stunned. Amidst the commotion, he still found her smile to be incredibly alluring. She was like a rose in a warfield. Her thorns were not only for her own protection, but they were also to protect her loved ones.