All through the night, the bumpy ride on the shoulder of a stranger for whom she had evaded death thrice in just a span of night, now gave her cause to worry. All through the night, He had only paused to hand over his shirt to her which she was quick to wear, covering up her nudity as his long shirt was generous in length till it descended to her thighs. Her palms were cupped over her face to wade off the thorns of the bushes that pelted against her while he sieged through them. If she wasn’t mistaken he had been galloping for hours and she had either dosed...