“Ahsa…Ahsan…Ahsan…please…just listen to me..let me explain.”
Aila’s voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper against the loud voices in Ahsan’s head. She ignored the pain in her arm, the cries of Elder charles as he asked her what’s doing. The only thing that mattered was him.
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