Rescued.

Tobias wasted no time in crossing over Aaron’s unconscious body and rushing into the house. The first thing his ear picked up was the sound of banging and a familiar voice. Amara; he thought as he followed the voice, leading him to a closed door. He wasted no time in breaking the door open. He used his entire body weight to break it down and was met with a sight that broke his heart, shattered his soul and left him wanting to kill a certain man, who was now on the floor, unconscious. Amara was huddled in a corner of the bathroom, tears streaking down her pale, sunken cheeks and her eyes were red. She had been crying. Her eyes landed on him and he could have sworn, she had never looked happier. “T-toby?” Her voice came out weakly, almost as if she refused to believe the sight in front of her. Tobias felt his throat tighten, making it difficult for him to answer. But he pushed the words out, trying to sound as normal as possible. “Hi, Mara,” He approached slowly, getting on his knees in