[DarkForbidden-Love]

Hera felt the hand wrap around her arm. She did not fight it but went along with it. When she was accused of being a thief she just smiled slighly. "Sorry, sir, you might be slightly confused." He was pointing to her sack of food for tonight. "This," she held her sack up, "Is for a companion of mine, back home." Hera sighed, "She has been quite sick for a while and the doctors said fresh fruit would help." She hoped her speach convinced the man who grabbed he that he had the wrong girl. "Who are you even, I do not believe I have seen thee around." That was a complete lie, it was the same guy she had snatched a purse from last week. "Now, sir," she stressed sir, "Would you please release my arm?"