Chapter 47 Chapter 47 — Held

Ayla's POV

I didn't remember when he picked me up.

One moment I was against the wall, and then I was here and held against his chest, the world moving past at the edges of my vision while his heartbeat filled my ear. Loud. Real. Steadier than anything else.

I didn't move. Too sore for that. I just l...

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