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Breathing Again

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HANNAH’S POV:

THAT SAME NIGHT:

I wasn’t sure how long I was in the elevator as I had shut my eyes tight but I opened my eyes when I felt the elevator move and the light came on.

Tears rolled down my cheeks when the door opened and Elijah was standing there with three security behind him officers. He was breathing hard as though he’d run from the opposite side of the building. The moment our eyes met, he stepped forward and pulled me into him warmly.

His arms wrapped around me, his hand cupping
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