~ Marco/Mark ~
Emerald was still trembling. Her shaking fingers tried to button my shirt on her body. I wanted to help her but stopped myself. The last thing she probably needed right now was a stranger to invade her territory.
I wanted to curse myself for being late to stop the whole thing. It seemed the punk whom I broke his nose had done no further damage to my Emerald. However, I wasn’t sure. I wanted to hold this girl, but she didn’t know me at all. I stretched my hand to her hair. Emerald shook and avoided my touch. I almost wanted to kill the guy who did this to her.
I whispered in a tone that I usually used to calm my horse, “Emerald, I’m Marco. You can also call me Mark. I want you to know that I will always be here for you.” I didn’t know if it was because of my tone or my wo
