She had been trapped.
“Help!” she cried. “Please!”
A man burst through the fire. She didn’t know him. He wrapped her in a wet blanket and held her tight.
“Don’t let go,” he shouted.
She felt the heat burning his back as he shielded her with his own body.
Before losing consciousness, she saw it—the tattoo on his shoulder.
An eagle with a rose.
When she woke up in the hospital, firefighters told her a stranger had saved her and disappeared without giving his name.
She never saw him again.
Now, back in the present, Clara reached out and touched Robert’s scars with shaking fingers.
“It was you… wasn’t it?” she whispered through sobs. “You saved me.”
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