“Stay the fuck away from my girl."
Instant relief flooded through my veins as I realized someone had come to my aid.
The chaos of the moment paused, the hospital corridor transformed into a battlefield of emotions.
The atmosphere crackled with tension, and my eyes met those of the person who had just rescued me, just a fraction of a second before she turned around to shield me with her body.
Jordan and I both stared astounded at the woman who was now standing in between us, taking a protective stance in front of me. She was turned towards Jordan with her back to me and she was wearing a leather jacket with dark blue jeans and high heeled boots. Her hair was wavy and cut in a bob that barely touched her shoulders. It appeared black with some light blue highlights.
But even without looking, I could tell who she was.