"Don't tell me you don't recognize me anymore, baby," Alhaitham murmured against your mouth, desperately wanting to hear your voice.

He brushed the strands of hair away from your face, his eyes taking in everything. The bruises. The cuts. Just how much you had suffered at the hands of a criminal for a whole month.

All because he took too long to catch the kidnapper.

"Just say something, please," he implored you, hoping that you weren't too far gone after what you had been through.