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roads looked dark, terrifying. Amber grabbed hold of her brother and
they clutched each other in the backseat. She was thankful she had the
protection of her parents. What if they were alone in that wooded area? Not
that they could ever be left alone. Brian was only four and Amber was twelve.
    “Okay, I know where we are now,” her father said,
looking at a landmark sign that was illuminated by his overhead lights. “Let’s
roll.”
    He turned on the ignition and proceeded to drive
away. Just then, she heard the screeching of brakes and a car was swerving on
the road headed towards them. Was the driver out of control?
    She couldn’t see much. The rain was pelting. Her
father tried to see through the windshield as the wipers madly rushed from side
to side trying to keep up with the rain.
    The car was coming right at them at they were pulling
onto the road from the ditch.
    It was coming right at them…

 
    Amber screamed and
bolted upright in bed. Her heartbeat pounding hard and fast
in her throat. Her blood vessels constricted in her body. She could feel
her baby move around rapidly inside her. She nervously turned on the bedside
light. Thank God, she was at least in a nice secure apartment. But she felt
alone. Very much alone.
    She picked up the
phone on the nightstand and called Jules. But she swiftly hung up, realizing it
was two o’clock in the morning. Oh, God! What was with her? She was a nervous
wreck. Again. The anniversary of her family’s death was approaching. It was
always like this. Would Amber ever escape the torment of that night? Trouble
was, she couldn’t remember much else after that. She didn’t want to recall a
single detail. She couldn’t remember any more and maybe that was for the best.
    Amber got up and
went to the kitchen. Admiring, along the way, the beautiful marble stone
countertop and the stainless steel appliances that housed her smart fridge and
smart everything in that home.
    She made herself
an instant green tea with her Tassimo machine. Jules
had spoken to her about not having too much coffee since she was pregnant,
which was fine with her. He was such a sweetie.
    Looking around her
environment was certainly a mood picker-upper. Everything was so calming and
soothing in its cream and earth tone colors. The ginormous screen TV was built
into the wall and so was the compact, elite looking fireplace beneath it. The
floor was professionally finished oak hardwood and highly polished. The walls
were painted in an off-white sheen and adorned with calming artwork of nature,
beautiful pictures. Gorgeous and healthy green plants also graced her suite.
But how long would she be able to stay there? She was grateful for Jules’s
generosity. She just wished she could actually repay him.
    About five
minutes later, the phone rang. Amber glanced at the digital display clock on
the fridge as she sat in open-spaced kitchen on a seat around the breakfast island.
“Who could that be?”
    “Jules Romero
calling,” the disembodied voice sounded from the telephone speaker.
    She quickly got
up and answered the phone.
    “Jules?”
    “Amber, you okay?
You tried to call me?” His voice was tired but strong. Alert.
    “Oh, it’s
okay…I’m fine. I didn’t realize the time.”
    “I’ll be there in
a second,” he told her without giving her the chance to rebut.

 
    “You didn’t have
to come here, Jules,” Amber said later when he’d arrived at her door.
    “You called for a
reason. It’s not a big deal.”
    “Really? You’re something else , you know that ?
You’ve done so much for me and-”
    “What happened?”
he quizzed, leaning in closer to her. Amber caught the irresistible scent of
his cologne again. God, he was gorgeous and her hormones were going wild for
him. She fought the urge to wrap her arms around him and give him a good hug
and pull him to her, ripping off his shirt. Jules was strikingly handsome and
extremely tall and fit, she noted as he towered over her, giving her a