Mitch finds Deila...
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“Hey Ma’am, hey can you hear me?” I brush bright red hair from her face and with a sucker punch I realize who she is.
𝘋𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.
𝘋𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.
Please, don’t be dead.
“What is it?” Rodney asks.
“Huh?” I mumble. Putting my hand on her neck feeling her pulse pumping under my fingertips, just to make sure.
“You just gasped, is she gone?”
“No, she isn’t. I know her.”
“Oh shit, what’s her name?”
“Delia,” I whisper.
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