Switch of Fate
Several people rushed in and restrained Jackson.
Mark walked in against the light.
The next second, I fell into a familiar embrace.
The moment I felt his warmth, I broke down completely, sobbing uncontrollably.
Mark held my face, heartbroken. He gently touched the wound on my cheek, his eyes full of emotion. “Emma, I’m late.”
I shook my head.
Not late at all. He came just in time.
Behind us, Jackson started shouting, “What are you doing? Do you even know who I am? I’m from the city—”
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