" Aurora . . .” No . . . no, why is he here? I turned, and tears blurred my vision when I saw Jentry standing there. His chest was heaving with heavy breaths, arms slightly bent with his palms facing me, as if he didn’t know whether to approach me or reach for me from where he stood, a dozen feet away. “Please go back.” “Not when you’re running from something I can’t see. You hurt, I hurt,” he reminded me. “You run, I’ll chase you.” My "
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