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Between Breath and Hope (2)

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His father felt his chest tighten with emotion. Even after everything, after nearly dying himself, his son's first thought was still of his wife. It was admirable and heartbreaking all at once.

His mother swallowed hard, forcing her voice to stay steady and not break under the weight of her own fear and worry. "She's okay, sweetheart. She's safe. She's here in the hospital too. She's being taken care of."

Elijah inhaled sharply, trying to take a deep breath. But it was too sharp, too f
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