Hard to Choose

George looked in Jean's direction, glad she was safe, the rescuers had pulled him out despite his rants about losing her. His heart nearly gave out, he had scratch marks from grazing against the trees but those were the least of his worries.



Up ahead, he saw a tall guy with raven black hair talking to Scarlett, from time to time, his eyes drifted to Jean, he looked drenched all the same and he nodded when a staff handed him a blanket shaking his hand.



"Who's that?"



He asked the lady who was done dabbing his wounds.



"He prefers to remain anonymous but he saved the young lady's life. Come on, we have to stitch up those deep cuts."



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