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I almost wouldn’t have seen Nicholas ever again.
The thought made me shudder, a sob catching in my throat. My heart began to pound erratically, each beat hammering against my ribs. My breathing became shallow, my vision narrowing.
No, no. Calm down. Breathe.
But I couldn’t.
My heart thudded harder, faster, as if it were fighting to break free from my chest. A sharp, squeezing pain radiated across my torso, sending bolts of agony down my left arm. I clutched at my chest, gasping, but the air wouldn’t come.
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