Biker Pulled My Attacker Off Me Then Stayed All Night To Make Sure I Was Okay!

“What are you doing here?” I asked, stunned.

“Making sure you get to your car safe,” he said, as if that explained everything.

“You really don’t have to.”

“I know.”

When my shift ended, he followed at a respectful distance. Three steps behind, never crowding me, never speaking unless I did. He stopped at my car and waited until I drove away.

The next night, he was there again.

And the night after that.

For two weeks, Marcus showed up on every night I worked. He never asked for my number. Never asked for anything at all. He just made sure I was safe.

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