We have been in this same position for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's presence. As much I didn't want to admit it, I was really enjoying this. Being this close to him, in his arms made me feel safe and wanted.

This also left me really confused, because if I remembered clearly I was still a prisoner here. I shouldn't be feeling this type of way towards someone like him. But here I was, wrapped up in his arms with his hands rubbing soothing circles on my back, those same hands that once wrapped around my neck to kill me, those very same hands that were tangled in...