MidReal Story
Unexpected Savior's Emotional Turmoil
Scenario: Scenario:" A man saves a married woman from being harrassed and she doesn't know how to show her gratitude to him cause she's overwhelmed by what he's done for her"
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Emily Carter
the woman saved, married to John, petite with curly brown hair, grateful yet conflicted.
Mark Evans
the man who saves Emily, single and works in the same building as John, athletic build with sharp features, heroic and empathetic.
John Carter
Emily's husband, supportive but distant due to work, tall with a serious demeanor, protective yet neglectful.
I was on my way home from work when a drunk man started harassing me.
He wouldn’t leave me alone, and I was starting to get scared.
I didn’t know what to do, and I couldn’t see anyone around who could help me.
I was about to call my husband to come pick me up when a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and rescued me.
He told the drunk man that I was his wife, and the drunk man left me alone.
I was so relieved that I didn’t know what to say or do.
I just stood there staring at my rescuer in shock.
He had a handsome face with sharp features, and his athletic build made him look like he could take on anyone who dared to mess with him.
He looked like a hero who had just saved the day, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for his help.
But at the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder why he had lied about me being his wife.
And why did he have to be so good-looking?
I was on my way home from work, but I had gotten off the bus a few stops early because I wanted to get some fresh air.
After I had gotten off the bus, I realized that I was being followed by a drunk man.
He had been making lewd comments and walking towards me, and I could smell the alcohol on his breath from a mile away.
I clutched my purse tightly and quickened my pace as I tried to ignore him.
But he didn’t seem to get the message, and he quickened his pace, too.
A chill ran down my spine as he started to speak to me.
“Hey!Why are you in such a hurry?Are you afraid of me?”
I ignored him and continued walking, but he was persistent and pressed on even closer.
“Come on, don’t be like that.You’re so pretty.Let’s have some fun together.”
I felt a shiver run down my spine as he reached out to grab my arm.
I flinched and quickly took a step back, causing my purse to slip off my shoulder and fall to the ground.
“Hey, where are you going?Don’t be like that.”
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt scared and helpless.
I wanted to call my husband, John, and ask him to come pick me up, but I knew he was working overtime tonight.
Even if he left work now, it would take him at least an hour to get here.
I didn’t want him to worry about me, so I decided to call him after I got home.
Just when the drunk man was about to grab my arm again, someone suddenly appeared in front of me.
He stood in front of me with his back facing me, blocking the drunk man’s path.
“Get out of here, she’s my wife,” he said in a deep voice.
The drunk man was taken aback by his sudden appearance, and his eyes widened in shock.
“Your wife?”
“Yes, my wife,” the man replied with a nod.
The drunk man’s expression immediately softened when he heard that I had a husband.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know she was your wife.Please forgive me.”
After apologizing, he quickly walked away without looking back.
I stood there in a daze, feeling a little confused about what had just happened.
Why did he say that I was his wife?
And how did he know that I was in trouble?
I wanted to thank him, but I couldn’t find the words to say.
He had disappeared before I could even open my mouth, and I was left standing there alone, feeling flustered and at a loss for words.
My savior was nowhere to be found, and all that was left was the sound of his footsteps echoing in the distance as he walked away.
The man who had saved me had appeared out of nowhere to rescue me, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for his help even though I didn’t know who he was or why he would lie about me being his wife to help me out.
“Thank you…”
I tried to say something, but I didn’t know what else to say or how to express my gratitude.
My savior was tall and had an athletic build that made him look like a hero from a novel.
He was wearing a dark blue suit with a white shirt underneath, which added to his striking appearance and made him look even more handsome and attractive.
His black hair framed his face perfectly, and his sharp features combined with his serious demeanor to create an air of confidence around him that was almost intimidating.
He looked like someone who was used to being in charge, and his strong physique suggested that he was not someone to be messed with lightly.
But despite this, there was something about him that made it hard for me to look away.
Maybe it was the way he had just saved me from the drunk man, or maybe it was the way he looked at me with those deep, dark eyes that seemed to see right through me.
I tried to thank him again, but my voice kept getting stuck in my throat, and I couldn’t find the words to say what I wanted to say.
The tears that had been threatening to fall finally spilled over, and I bit my lip in embarrassment as I fought back the urge to cry in front of a stranger.
I didn’t know why I was crying, but maybe it was because I had been so scared earlier, or maybe it was because I was so relieved that someone had come to my rescue in the nick of time when I needed help the most.
“Are you…okay?”
he asked me in a deep voice that made me shiver, and I realized that he probably thought I was crying because I was scared of him and not because I had been scared earlier when the drunk man had been harassing me.
I tried to stop myself from crying, but it only made me cry even more, and I felt so ashamed of myself that I couldn’t even talk properly and thank him for saving me when I needed help the most.
“I’m…I’m sorry…I’m not…scared…”
“It’s…It’s not you…”
I managed to say with great difficulty between my sobs, and the man’s expression softened when he saw how upset I was about what had just happened.
“I’m not a bad person,” he assured me, his deep voice tinged with regret and concern for making me cry.
He reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from my eyes with his thumb, and a warm feeling spread through my body when his hand touched my skin, which made me blush as I looked up at him with a dazed expression on my face.
The man’s eyes were filled with warmth and concern for me when he saw how upset I was, and he couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for making me cry without meaning to do so in the first place.
He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, all that came out was a soft, “Thank you…”
He’s offered to drop me off home which I gladly accepted. He looks so handsome
He had appeared out of nowhere, like a prince from the fairy tales that I had read as a child, and had saved me from the clutches of the villain who had been harassing me earlier, just when I had lost all hope and didn’t know what to do anymore.
He looked so handsome and strikingly beautiful, with his perfect features and piercing eyes that made my heart flutter and skip a beat, and I couldn’t help but wonder whether he might have been sent by the heavens to save me from my misery on that fateful day that I would never forget for the rest of my life, or whether maybe it had all just been a dream and I would wake up from it soon enough to find that it had never happened in the first place.
I stood there staring at him blankly, not knowing what to do or say, and the man finally broke the silence when he saw that I wasn’t going to say anything anytime soon and awkwardly cleared his throat as he asked me, “Are you okay?”
I nodded in response, and the man’s expression softened when he saw how upset I was earlier, and he gently wiped away the last few tears that remained on my face before taking a step back and walking ahead of me.
“Let’s go home,” he said to me as he walked past me, and his words left me feeling puzzled and confused because I didn’t know who he was or where he lived, and yet, I inexplicably found myself following him in the end because I didn’t have anyone else to turn to for help at that time and I didn’t even know how to get home after what had just happened to me earlier.
