Cynthia Dion: 

My body felt like it was floating, supported by his hands, and I could barely stand upright.

"Ho-me," I nearly whimpered, struggling to stay conscious but failing as I started dozing off.

"Cynthia? What happened to you?" His grip on me weakened, and his voice turned more concerned.

He gently placed me down instead of pulling me up, and I didn't even flinch.

"Cynthia!" He softly slapped my cheek to rouse me.

"What did he do to you?" The ...