TARA’S POV"Jesus Christ!"Jeremiah's voice cut through my panic, followed by a pained grunt.My fist had connected with his face, I realized with horror as the panic started to recede and my other senses kicked back in.My hand went up to my mouth. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I didn't… I couldn't see and the lights suddenly went off.""It's fine," he said, his voice strained. "Stay right there. Don't move."I heard him moving through the darkness with, followed by the scratch of a match, then a small flame bloomed to life. He lit a candle on a nearby table, then another, and another, until soft golden light filled the space.When he turned to face me, I gasped becauae blood was trickling from his nose.I shifted closer. "Oh God, Jeremiah, I'm so sorry.""Power goes out sometimes," he said calmly, tilting his head back slightly. "Old wiring. I've been meaning to fix it.""Let me help." I rushed forward, all my earlier awkwardness forgotten in the face of actual crisis. "Do you have tis
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