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Not fatal.
But enough.
He stumbles back.
Jase
I close the distance.
Fast.
Too fast for my injuries—but I don’t care.
I don’t feel it.
I don’t feel anything except—
Her.
“Mila!”
Mila
That voice.
It hits me like impact.
I turn—
And there he is.
Blood still seeping through his shirt.
Eyes locked on me like nothing else exists.
Like I’m the only thing that matters.
My chest tightens.
Hard.
“Jase—”
Jase
I reach her.
Hands on her arms.
Checking.
Searching.
“Are you hurt?”
Mila shakes her head.
Barely.
