Amber's POV

　　I stared at him for a while and the memories of how this man had been my guide, protector, and shield came back. He wanted to not look like his brother, if only he knew I saw nothing like Nash.

　　I do admit that at first I was a bit scared because of their striking resemblance but never did he make me uncomfortable. If anything, I felt relaxed and at peace in his arms. The first time he comforted me in that attic, I had let him hold me in his arms and ...