Claire Sinclair reluctantly braced herself and waited for him to finish speaking.
The man's thin lips parted. "Do you remember saving a little boy by the river once?"
'By the river...'
'A little boy?!'
Claire Sinclair's eyes flew open. She looked him up and down countless times before finally blurting out, "No wonder I couldn't remember who you were! I always thought I'd saved a little girl!"
Orion Osborne: "..."
As if she'd found a kindred spirit, Claire Sinclair asked him, "Do your parents still hit you?"
She remembered how his family had chased him down and beaten him to within an inch of his life. Out of kindness, she had brought him to her secret hideout and would sneak him food every day.
Then one day, she snuck him into someone's private garden to play. She ended up getting home late and was beaten half to death by her father. He then locked her in the storage room for several days. By the time she got out, she was a complete wreck.
