AMBROSE POV

It’s the first time I have seen Ben this broken.

This is a different side of her.

She looks broken, and all I want to do is hold her in my arms and tell her that everything is going to be fine and assure her that no one will ever hurt her again.

I help her stand on her feet while she is still trembling.

The mere thought of some bastard inflicting pain on her makes me feel pissed off.

“Ben, look at me.”

Her cool, collected demeanor is out the ...