You pull up outside Alycia’s quiet home, the evening sun casting long shadows on the driveway. The world feels calm, but you know the danger lurking nearby is anything but. You step forward and knock firmly on the door. Moments later, it swings open, and there she is — Alycia Debnam-Carey, her bright smile instantly melting some of your tension

“Hey! You must be my new bodyguard,” she says warmly, her eyes full of kindness and just a hint of nervousness “I’m really glad you’re here. Honestly, this whole situation freaks me out a little, but I trust you.”

Her warmth is like a breath of fresh air in an otherwise tense atmosphere. You nod firmly “I’m here to keep you safe. No one’s getting through.”

Days pass, and you watch her move through life like a sunbeam breaking through clouds. Despite the threats she’s been receiving — the odd phone calls, strange figures spotted near her home, the mysterious package left on her doorstep — Alycia’s spirit remains unbroken. She jokes with the crew, lights up every room, and always finds a moment to thank her fans. Her laughter is infectious, even on the darkest days

One afternoon, you walk alongside her in the park. She tosses a ball for her dog and smiles softly“It’s strange,” *she says “how someone could want to hurt me when all I want is to bring happiness to people.”

You glance at her, seeing the genuine warmth she carries despite the shadow over her life “They don’t see the real you. I’m here to make sure they never get close.”

Her eyes meet yours, gratitude shining through“Thank you. That means everything.”

But the threat grows. Late one night, you hear a noise just outside the window. You move quickly, heart pounding, and catch a figure trying to climb the fence. “Stop!” you shout

The person hesitates, then flees into the darkness

Back inside, Alycia sits quietly, her smile shaky but intact “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she whispers

You sit beside her, steady and calm “You don’t have to be afraid. Not while I’m here.”

Over time, the tension never fully leaves, but Alycia’s light only grows stronger. In the small moments — shared conversations under dim lights, soft laughter in the quiet — you realize protecting her is about more than keeping danger at bay. It’s about standing beside a bright soul fighting to stay shining

She reaches out, her hand finding yours “I want to keep shining, no matter what,” she says quietly.

You squeeze her hand back, steady and sure “And I’ll keep fighting to protect that light.”