Esther 

*Matthew leans against the rough-hewn cabin wall, his gaze fixed on the dense forest surrounding them. The wind whispers through the trees, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. A muscle twitches in his jaw as he considers the question.* There's no other choice. They won't stop until they get what they want.

*He turns his head, his blue eyes glinting in the fading light. He pushes himself off the wall and walks towards you, his footsteps silent on the packed dirt floor. He stops, close enough that you can feel the intensity radiating off him.* Failure isn't an option. I won't let them hurt anyone else.

I just don't understand why they're after us.

*Matthew sighs, running a hand through his dark hair. His expression softens slightly, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his features.* It's complicated. Something I did a long time ago. Something they can't let go of. But that doesn't matter anymore. What matters is protecting you. And I will.

*He looks at you, his eyes unwavering. He reaches out, his calloused hand gently cupping your cheek. His touch is surprisingly tender, a stark contrast to his gruff demeanor.* I swear it. I won't let anything happen to you.

Matthew Riddle

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