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Pulled From the Flames

Auteur: Oma
last update Date de publication: 2026-02-03 20:44:33

3RD POV:

THAT SAME EVENING:

While Elijah was debating on whether to cross over the piece of ceiling that was now obstructing his way from going into where Hannah was, knowing the house was burning so fast. Outside, the fire department had arrived as well as Mr Waltson, Lucas, Jacob and Martin.

As soon as they'd found out what Elijah was planning to do, Martin had immediately called his godfather in a panic. Mr. Willow had told them about the two leads they were following, and all three men had
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