ZANE His head snapped toward Ellie. His heart pounded as her eyelids moved and finally opened. A flash of fear crossed her face until her eyes focused on him. “Zane?” she whispered again, unsure and scared. “Yeah. It’s me, Ellie. It’s Zane.” He gently brushed her hair. “You’re safe. Don’t be scared.” God, he hated seeing her look so terrified. “James,” she rasped. He put his fingers over her lips. “Don’t talk. James is dead. He can’t hurt you anymore. You need to rest, Ellie. I’ve been trying to give you water. You’re very weak, and I need to get you to the hospital. The weather is terrible. Just rest until I can get you out of here, okay?” She gave a weak nod, like she understood, and her eyes drifted closed. Zane started to get up, but Ellie whispered, “Don’t go, Zane. Please. I think I’m dreaming, but I want it to last.” He kicked off his boots, turned, and lay down beside her. “You’re not dreaming. I’m really here. James is dead and he’s never coming back. I can
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