July's POV: "Lucas doesn't bite, so go in there and apologize to him," Douglas said. "I'm not going in alone, right, Mr. Prime? I know Lucas doesn't bite, but he hits women, and I know I'm no exception. Mine would even be worse." "You're not going in alone. If I wanted you to go in alone, I wouldn't have come here with you." Douglas pushed past us and stepped into the hospital room. I tightened my hands around the flowers I was holding and forced a smile onto my face, but was stopped by Avery before I could open the door. "Let's just run away, July, please. I've got goosebumps already — this is not a good sign. You know my instincts are always right," she whispered. "And where do you intend to run to? You do realize that going in there now is the best option, right?" "Do we really have to?" Linking my hand with hers, I pushed the door open. Six pairs of eyes stared back at me, freezing my legs on the spot. I fixed my eyes on Douglas, because his was the only gaze that
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